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The Lost Lagoon

It is dusk on the Lost Lagoon, And we two dreaming the dusk away, Beneath the drift of a twilight grey— Beneath the drowse of an ending day And the curve of a golden moon. It is dark on the Lost Lagoon, And gone are the depths of haunting blue,…

Mismatched Shoes

Mismatched shoes abandoned and forgotten on a wall, No one about to be seen, no telephone number to call. Mismatched shoes a new fashion rage. A toddler perhaps a fashion sense unconstrained by age. Mismatched shoes forgotten and left behind. A person in need perhaps they will find. Mismatched shoes…

A Space to Write

When I'm blogging I am doing so on some type of computer; I need an internet connection and, since COVID-19, I'm at home and not in a coffee shop.

Brevity vs Levity

Today’s #everydayinspiration challenge was to “Play with Word Count” by writing a post that experiments with word count. Never to be one with a too-serious attitude, I came up with this short poem: