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Лето на продлёнку ходит в осень

Лето на продлёнку ходит в осень

После школы и семестра.., вдруг,

Лето на продлёнку ходит в осень...

День короче и совсем не в восемь,

Солнце замыкает жаркий круг...

Птиц галдёж, сменили - школа, ВУЗ,

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Виктор Харламов

Вісточка

Вісточка

Сьогодні вісточку отримала від Тебе,

Це як на щастя зірка впала мені з неба.

І світ зробився для мене найкращим,

Все стало легким, що було найважчим.

То ж правду кажуть, що для щастя нам потрібно небагато,

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Олена Красьоха

Kitten In Fridge

Kitten In Fridge

My son told me the kitten had been shut in the fridge.

Fortunately, Angus was still hungry, so he had reason to open the door.

Bottom shelf, the kitten sat.

I am glad teenagers eat often.

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Erin McGee Ferrell

PREPARATION

PREPARATION

I have 10 days to prepare for the journey.

Double Mastectomy, 6 weeks limited arm us , possible Chemo.

Lord, help me to know how to do this.

My studio as a happy place to maybe paint with my feet.

Christmas decorated and wrapped.

Bills paid and blogs posted.

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Erin McGee Ferrell

PREPARATION

PREPARATION

I have 10 days to prepare for the journey.

Double Mastectomy, 6 weeks limited arm us , possible Chemo.

Lord, help me to know how to do this.

My studio as a happy place to maybe paint with my feet.

Christmas decorated and wrapped.

Bills paid and blogs posted.

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Erin McGee Ferrell

Silent House

Silent House

ONE ARMED, I woke up and got dressed, went to step class and took a bath:

Got dressed, changed sheets and made bed.

Noon already.

Having one less arm slows a person DOWN.

My house is in silence.

Even one but me at school and work.

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Erin McGee Ferrell

Gather Round Me Nest

Gather Round Me Nest

Oh gather these things round me.

Round my room and into boxes marked "new".

The money spent is silly in exuberance and steward-less sinfulness.

Two hundred dollar leather wool boots and Costco matters.

Pregnant and driven with unknown, excited anticipation.

Out with the old and chipped and into the broken boxes goes my MAINE home.

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Erin McGee Ferrell

Bag Of Chips

Bag Of Chips

Today, I bought a bag of chips.

Not veggie or healthy but the real thing.

March is hanging on.

I'm loving the fight for sanity till spring. So good all winter with exercise and Vitamin D, thinking positive thoughts and trying to embrace the suck.

My strength is breaking; fortitude melting.

No green in sight.

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Erin McGee Ferrell

Transplanting Gardens

Transplanting Gardens

Yesterday I transplanted bits of my garden from NJ to MAINE.

HYDRANGEA, PEONY, BLACKBERRY VINE, CORAL BELLS, RHUBARB.

Dead looking bulbs come out of wet plastic bags that Lee and Camille lovingly packed.

Int. MAINE soil on a lovely warm November day.

Will these bulbs take root?

Will my clippings adapt and adopt this foreign strange soil?

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Erin McGee Ferrell

October SAD

October SAD

Cool, quiet and sad.

Getting ready for winter seclusion.

Aloneness.

Imprisoned by cold.

A moat of ice surrounding this tone castle.

My prince yelling at me and ordering me to love this dark and frozen season.

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Erin McGee Ferrell

Hot-Dogs & Beer

Hot-Dogs & Beer

ICE Cold Beer with a hot-dog smothered in mustard, ketchup, onions and kraut.

National Hebrew Kosher steamed from Costco.

Hot day with chips on the side.

Sliced cold watermelon.

Too much of a good thing gets old.

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Erin McGee Ferrell

GoldFishCracker

GoldFishCracker

Sitting close on the couch, she offered the toddler on my lap a cracker.

This child wanted nothing more than to cling to me afraid of the stranger.

We both knew it had been too long.

No Acholi first WORDS.

A grandmother unrecognised.

"Please bring her here tomorrow too. I need her to know me."

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Erin McGee Ferrell