Originally posted on Ripple Poetry :
For the Tasmanian Forests In my slow growing long lasting huon There are the stories of your grandfather’s hands And gaze taking me all in I carry you in my arms to the safety of Earth mother to Shield you from storms and yet you would Forget I belong to…
A Mekeo/Australian girl’s daily and remembered life
I’ve been collecting my life story blogs into a memoir. Today I was so excited because that collection hit 75,000 words. This is how I presently describe the book: exploring landscapes, dreamscapes, writing scapes, and the getting of wisdom from Tasmania to Queensland: a Mekeo/Australian girl’s daily and remembered life. The book has shown meContinue reading “A Mekeo/Australian girl’s daily and remembered life”
Poetry Perculation
A perfect poem can arrive from the muse in one heart beat sitting, or it can take years. It can come from an inspirational or challenging event from that day (like the recent passing of Maya Angelou) or it can be hidden in a notebook and just need us to rediscover and rework it. HoorayContinue reading “Poetry Perculation”
No barriers
Love recognizes no barriers. It jumps hurdles, leaps fences, penetrates walls to arrive at its destination full of hope. Maya Angelou The day wall came tumbling down in Germany I was answering a university exam question about how it might never come down hope was confirmed the exam turned upside down. I hope that dayContinue reading “No barriers”
Moving House dilemmas
Originally posted on Adventures With our Pets:
? It’s a big dilemma when you move house as to what can be done with pets. We had been dreading tackling this topic with our children, as we weren’t sure we could bring or keep our pets. However our decision was affected by: the availability of good…
June Paisa Perkins 