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Wednesday, April 27, 2011. As the fog lifts. So do all these prayers. For my grandson yet born. May they heal his tiny life. So please say a prayer for tiny baby Adrian to heal, to develop and to grow strong. And pray for his parents Jennifer and Jose that they may be strong and blessed. Thank you. This is an old post but I wonder if you are still out there. I hope your prayers for your grandson were answered and that he is doing okay. February 22, 2012 at 1:04 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).

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Tuesday, January 19, 2010. Comes to me this day. Beneath a winter gray sky. And cool swirls of snow. It is a constant ache-this quiet grief that gets carried along from day to day inside my heart, sometimes big and sometimes small, but always in the foreground, never letting me forget that life is forever different, forever changed without my mother. Just a continuous feeling of grief and loss that can't be shared. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Visit my Web Pages. It's All About Jake!

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Sea Stone Poetry

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Thursday, February 4, 2010. How the stark cry. Of one high-flying gull. In the winter sky. Can return me to that safe-haven place. I roamed as a child. How I love my town in the winter! It is such a place of refuge for me, a place to reflect and gain solace. My day just isn't complete without a peaceful walk along the frozen beach, plowing headstrong into an icy north wind, or standing at the very place where the white-capped waves collapse onto the empty beach. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Bloggi...

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Sea Stone Poetry: February 2010

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Thursday, February 4, 2010. How the stark cry. Of one high-flying gull. In the winter sky. Can return me to that safe-haven place. I roamed as a child. How I love my town in the winter! It is such a place of refuge for me, a place to reflect and gain solace. My day just isn't complete without a peaceful walk along the frozen beach, plowing headstrong into an icy north wind, or standing at the very place where the white-capped waves collapse onto the empty beach. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Blogging Along...

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Sea Stone Poetry: May 2010

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Monday, May 17, 2010. Even one year later. To part with her things-. Lipsticks and combs and intimates. A driver's license with her smiling face. I've gone into the room periodically over the last year with intentions of doing just a little, but I get stuck- stuck looking through things, stuck on memories, stuck with indecision and some times, stuck with talking to my mother, wherever she may be. But I know I'll get it done eventually, because I'm strong and determined, just like my mom.

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Sea Stone Poetry: July 2009

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Tuesday, July 14, 2009. This first summer without. Her tall and rangy geraniums. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Visit my Web Pages. It's All About Jake! Ebb and Flow Photo of the Day. Welcome to my Tanka Journal! To learn more about tanka, check out the links below! Two Book Reviews by M. Kei: empty baskets. Six sunflowers and an inchworm. Links to my Published Poetry. MET Autumn 3:1; 2008. MET Winter 1:2, 2006. MET Spring 1:3, 2007. MET Summer 1:4, 2007. MET Winter 2:2, 2007. MET Spring 2:3, 2008.

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Friday, April 22, 2011. Open their bright sunny faces. Guess I've been wrangling with a bit of depression these days. It becomes more evident when I'm not even stirred deep inside by things like daffodils blooming and birds making nests. It's as if nothing stirs me, thus my dry spell in writing. Feels like everything is swirling around me and I have no real tether on anything! Guess I'll find a way. Mean time, it may be my only material for writing. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Visit my Web Pages.

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Sea Stone Poetry: May 2009

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Wednesday, May 13, 2009. I am lost and looking. Between stark white apple blossoms. Where has she gone? How can she just not "be" anymore? She was the love of my life, and I miss her with every breath. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Visit my Web Pages. It's All About Jake! Ebb and Flow Photo of the Day. Welcome to my Tanka Journal! To learn more about tanka, check out the links below! Two Book Reviews by M. Kei: empty baskets. Six sunflowers and an inchworm. Links to my Published Poetry. MET Autumn 3:1; 2008.