Monthly Archives: June 2014

Way of words

The way of words directs ever onwards and discreet, stepping light and gingerly inviting time, a pace to keep, holding to the edges of gravelled paths and yet, wandering through shrubbery, tangled and ill kept.   Through the shadowed drift … Continue reading

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A good swig of common sense is the best medicine….

Watercolour, Sand and Sea, Roslyn Ross, 2012 I am increasingly convinced the first dose of medicine we need when contemplating health decisions is a swig of common sense. Take supplements for instance. Or don’t. I have always been interested in … Continue reading

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Da, da, da

    Da, da, da, danced leaping lettered life, song-constructed, washed solid, born in mortality, re-made, brittle clouds, as blackened sun, turning through the realms of wild imagination, powdered tears, delightful fears; minuet of moments made of ice, frozen in … Continue reading

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It’s just Africa…..

      There is no doubt that the Africa factor is cumulative. You don’t realise how it niggles away underneath until something goes wrong and that happens a lot, it is just a matter of how wrong the something … Continue reading

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The Path

The path within winds slow and tremulous, pushing ever forward, following animal tracks, lined with needled thorns of doubt and fear; stained with tears of wine which drown lost facts. The lamp is lit to cast ephemeral, distant shadows, flickering … Continue reading

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when it comes to health take common sense in a large dose as needed….

Common sense is a much under-appreciated and utilised quality. The more common sense the more sensible decisions will be. I apply common sense to all things along with research if I feel it is needed. When science said margarine was … Continue reading

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October evening on the river

They’ve taken downthe shining light,and over-day the river,has returned to itsblackened, hidden self. In that place of dreams,night beds down,forgetting tides and flow,calling to the darkness,arched as innocent surrender,true to sightless possibility. Nothing seen, just imagined,sounds of suckling mud,as it … Continue reading

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