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whoyafoolin: August 2015
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Tuesday, 11 August 2015. When your words come back to haunt you. Zach: Mum you seem really stressed these days. J: I know - I'm just worrying about Leo. Zach: But you always tell me it's pointless to worry as it doesn't help. J: Yeah I do say that don't I. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Thought for the day. Tomorrow is the most important thing in life. It comes to us at midnight very clean. It's perfect when it arrives and puts itself in our hands. It hopes we've learned something from yesterday.
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whoyafoolin: April 2014
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Wednesday, 23 April 2014. Zach walking out the door on the way to catch the school bus after the Easter holidays. Zach: God I hate Mondays. J: Well that's ok then because it's Tuesday! J: Hang on did you think it was Monday and pack all the wrong books for school? Sunday, 6 April 2014. Never thought I'd be so far from you when I laid my head to sleep. But sometimes hearts make promises that feet don't always keep. Never thought that loving you 'd hurt more than leaving you behind. Thought for the day.
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whoyafoolin: Nirvana - a poem by Zach
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Thursday, 14 May 2015. Nirvana - a poem by Zach. Your eyelids expand, today is young. You walk in the forest. Intoxicating gusts of wind constricting you. Silence; music to my mind. Tranquil rage, I don't conform. Elegant gusts of wind tell you of days before. Ecstatic bursts of winter. So pleasing; confusing. Winter projects upon you. Constant shivering; confusion. You are blind to external,. Now you can see. The cold grasps your soul. Embrace it and you live the external. Forever in debt to your pain.
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whoyafoolin: December 2014
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Wednesday, 10 December 2014. What it's not . I know what this is. I know what it's not. I know what I gave. I know what I got. I gave you my heart. I gave you my soul. While you made an art. Out of yes meaning no. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Thought for the day. Tomorrow is the most important thing in life. It comes to us at midnight very clean. It's perfect when it arrives and puts itself in our hands. It hopes we've learned something from yesterday. What its not . View my complete profile.
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whoyafoolin: me and Leo
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Saturday, 29 November 2014. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Thought for the day. Tomorrow is the most important thing in life. It comes to us at midnight very clean. It's perfect when it arrives and puts itself in our hands. It hopes we've learned something from yesterday. Well I think life should have a soundtrack. And an occasional poem. View my complete profile. The New Robert Brault Reader. My Pen and Grey Matter. Morning at the Marina. Spain now and then. Today, more than ever, unchanged.
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whoyafoolin: April 2015
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Friday, 3 April 2015. Zach: Mum your instagram account makes it look like your whole life is one big adventure! Zach ( giggling uncontrollably. But in reality all you're doing is walking Leo to the same field every day and taking pictures in different kinds of weather! J (also giggling uncontrollably. I know - it's hilarious. I reckon that's what everyone does! Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Thought for the day. Well I think life should have a soundtrack. And an occasional poem. View my complete profile.
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whoyafoolin: when your words come back to haunt you...
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Tuesday, 11 August 2015. When your words come back to haunt you. Zach: Mum you seem really stressed these days. J: I know - I'm just worrying about Leo. Zach: But you always tell me it's pointless to worry as it doesn't help. J: Yeah I do say that don't I. What happened to Leo? 18 November 2015 at 08:20. 18 November 2015 at 17:58. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Thought for the day. When your words come back to haunt you. This blog is intended as the literary equivalent of a set of photographs. S...
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whoyafoolin: Playing scrabble with Zach...
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Sunday, 17 August 2014. Playing scrabble with Zach. Zach: Oh if only I had a U, a C and a K . I've got this F I don't know what to do with! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Thought for the day. Tomorrow is the most important thing in life. It comes to us at midnight very clean. It's perfect when it arrives and puts itself in our hands. It hopes we've learned something from yesterday. Playing scrabble with Zach. Well I think life should have a soundtrack. And an occasional poem. View my complete profile.
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whoyafoolin: Harder to do...
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Sunday, 19 July 2015. It really is futile for us to keep trying. You think it's a game but it's not. I love you too much to let you keep lying. I know you too well in case you forgot. You say she's a figment of my imagination. You say that I'm crazy and losing my mind. But I've played this out in another location. And no-one's a winner you'll find. I've shed tears for me. But cried more for you. You were my baby. You'd always be true. But life has a way. Of curing the innocent. Truth's easy to say. This ...
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