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Planets align in orbit tonight. Think of me, we, on the horizon in the western sky, our own orbits aligned. Celestial science meeting mythical beliefs in higher powers that brought us together and sent us apart. It was meant to be. Predictable. See you again in 15 years, unless one of us dies.

Seven thirty five on a Sunday. A woman in her mid-fifties sits alone in an office with flourecent lights and bars on the window. Piles of papers cover her desk, and every other flat surface. I am walking the dog, passing by, immediagely overwhelmed by the futility, fear and fealty of the employed.

Price check.

What's up? What's inside? Strange desire to exhibit artistic visions, express meaningful sentiments, deepest emotions from the depths of the interior ocean. But you can't see my face, know my name, position or place. Somehow, THAT is private. I'm an ocean in disguise. Swim in me, darling. #poetry

Gray sky red wine We met on New Year's Eve You told me about Thanksgiving in Knoxville And we sang I My Life by the Beatles Let's have a cookout under threatening skies And try to decipher our fate before it's too late #poetry

I took this picture with my phone!

I walk through the wreckage, mud and detrius, awed by the magnitude of the river's damage and the power of its passage. Homes destroyed, bridges washed out, lives lost along ancient ravines of life cycles. From the banks, I watch the river flow. I'm in the river. The river is in me. I am the river.

There's the wolf moon with Mars below to the left. #Wolfmoon Here's #PearlJam singing Superblood Wolfmoon. youtu.be/BOYdZ0GyQFQ?...

I try to point my finger, but the wind keeps blowing me around, in circles. Circles. Lucky stars in your eyes. I'm walking the cow. - Daniel Johnson. youtu.be/E6qRg4gtLLo?...

Life's endless endings hOurs, o(r)bits, res/volutions Love will break your heart #DailyHaikuPrompt

Welcome to the 2024 Christmas edition of everybody's favorite game - Cake or Meat?

17:39 Madrid

I have slept the streets Pillows of concrete cruel cold Nights spent in plain sight #DailyHaikuPrompt

Thanks Taylor. #TaylorSwift

Your indifference Magnifies the magnitude Of my suffering #haiku

Strength, courage, wisdom Guidance, health, hope, peace, desire These are things love brings #haiku

Wind-blown weeds, withered Field of frozen memories Beware the black ice #DailyHaikuPrompt

Cat in the window Next to the wood burning stove Our winter grove home #DailyHaikuPrompt

#DailyHaikuPrompt Lightness underfoot Pine forest delicate wood If only we could

How can KS2 effectively collect and analyze wellbeing data? I'm thinking of a monthly survey that generates a "social" and/or "emotional" score. Our school uses AS Steer, but it's twice a year, unreliable and abstract. Does anuone use Teams Reflect? Could really use some help here, thanks. #PSHE

#DailyHaikuPrompt sleet Dark, mean, icy sleet Under umbrella cover Eyes on slushy feet

I try to get by. (Un)realized memories intertwine with who I discovered in reflection. To exorcise a ghost from my mind, I had to destroy parts of myself, obliterate the nascent identity I thought I liked, but must be left behind. I quit playing guitar, for example.

I'll write this story someday, about the flood. When the river swelled over its banks and washed us away. In the deepest parts of me the water never recedes. It's sentimentality. Pools of ever evolving reality. The story of love.

From the roof of Rockefeller Center, a river bank far above but below blue skies. Let it flow, let it pass, let it leave. Stand strong against the grief, disbelief. Shade your eyes in the gleam of sun beaming in millions of windows. The river flows forever. I am the river.

The celestial hum, maybe a hymn, interupted by the garbage truck again. Where am I going, where have I been, what time is it? Time to pretend.

Valencia sky.

Horizons open over the depths of an ocean in disguise. Like butterflies her eyes in blue skies rise to find all we once knew anew.