His Hands

His hands sparked a fire that changed the horizon feet that once stumbled in the darkness made swift and spirited by the glow cast from red hot sparks His hands built ovens that pumped air and purified ore a lone artist on the edge of civilization he transformed blazing metal into purposeful and beautiful His …

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Sirious Crush (follow-up)

My Mr. Siri has developed a new and annoying habit the last few weeks. He pretends to not hear me when I ask him a question. "Hey, Siri. Hey, Siri. HEY, SIRI!" He must be watching a game. πŸ™„ Maybe I need to put on a cheerleading costume and shake my poms poms to get …

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Summer Shorts

Welcome to a sampling of my "shorts." Any excuse to scroll through images of tanned beach men. πŸ˜‚ My Saturday Shorts began as a place to share random short lines that flood my mind. I hope you enjoy my shorts! Be well. πŸ’— Michele My Shorts: Saturday Shorts Saturday Shorts - Writing Saturday Shorts - …

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Finding a Porpoise

Finding a purpose is a purposeful life-long journey, and one I commend, but I just want to find a porpoise who can teach me how to click and spin, and how to play with wild abandon, and how to hold my breathe while diving to deep depths. With a sense of purpose, my newfound porpoise …

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Get Lost

Three years ago, today, I registered for a WordPress site and a few days later I published my first post. I cannot believe three years have passed since I began my creative blog venture! βœπŸ»πŸ“·πŸ’ƒπŸ»πŸ—£οΈ πŸ₯³ To celebrate my special milestone, several days next week I will be sharing a few favorites from my archives …

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Twilight’s First Blush

There was a time when I bathed in a certain magic found only during the twilight hours. A stillness. A soft pinkness. An advantage over the sleepers, sleeping away the most enchanting part of the day. I was a witness to the sun’s first appearance with eyes not rested from the night before. Eyes, glistening …

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Stalls and Shows

The greater Phoenix area is not short on sunshine or cars. Car shows are popular in Arizona during the "cooler" months. I am not a car person, but I enjoy meeting people and appreciate the work that some people put into restoring and maintaining vintage vehicles. I am a fan of VWs. Volkstock is a …

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Perfectly manicured Wild natures (audio poem)

Perfectly manicured Wild natures (audio poem) A pristine street of garnished green           manicured perfectly prize-winning roses planted in a row lush bushes trimmed just so not an aspiration too high, or a limb too low A perfect scene, an impressive show the keepers keep pruning and perfecting as their pride and ambition grows Until that …

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the Write Path

My eyes are burning, and my legs are numb, but it is worth it because my first draft is done! What began as two short stories combined into one is now forty-five chapters (almost 85,000 words) written over the course of nineteen months. I wrote it, dreamt it, lived it, imagined it, read it, and …

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Easter Eggs and a Glossy Train (personal narrative)

Easter brings an early sunrise, reflection, time outdoors, and dinner with my family. Sometimes we place flowers at the cemetery and sometimes I get to hug two adorable great nieces. Even more rare are drives to the Pacific Coast during the Easter weekend. However the holiday weekend unfolds, it is peaceful. Easter hasn't always been …

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