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One Word Less For Lent 2017 – Day 3 – Fighting For You

March 3, 2017 By Sandra Heska King

    Fighting for You One papered me with stickers The other readjusted, removed, stuck herself. They squabbled. We were baffled. Time for timeout? Yuleisy got to the bottom of it She’s fighting for you, she said, because her friend has offended you. Word Count: 38   In the stillness, Sandy   Note: These sweet girls are part […]

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One Word Less For Lent 2017 – Day 2 – It’s Not About the Gift

March 2, 2017 By Sandra Heska King

  It’s Not About the Gift They spread a table with handcrafted hospitality. Take one, they say, and when enough is certain, take another. We, proud, hesitate to accept a free gift. But in the end it’s not about the gift it’s about the love. Word Count: 39   Note: I took a whole suitcase of gifts to the Dominican […]

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One Word Less For Lent 2017 – Day 1 – Sunday Mourning

March 1, 2017 By Sandra Heska King

Sunday ends in mourning

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6 R’s of Poetry Memorization

February 15, 2017 By Sandra Heska King

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I finally settled on six weapons to finish off Prufrock—I mean, to complete this dare—and they each begin with the letter “R.”

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Let It Be – An Advent Poem

December 20, 2016 By Sandra Heska King

      Let It Be I am the handmaid of the Lord Let it be. It’s been nine months since the seed was first sown. Nine months of waiting, growing heavy with time. Nine months of “I don’t want to move. Nine months of sunrise dawning in incremental stanzas. Nine months of watching God […]

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Feeling the Weight of Time

November 21, 2016 By Sandra Heska King

Feeling the Weight of Time Today I’m feeling the weight of time. I glimpsed myself in the bank’s overhead monitor and saw not an older woman with graying roots and eyebrows in bad need of waxing but a younger version with two dark brown ponytails at a family picnic, remembered trail rides on a summer […]

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Sunset in Key West

November 18, 2016 By Sandra Heska King

  Sunset in Key West Then the sun melted into the sea, and we who were together for a few moments went our separate ways and melted into the night.  

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Choosing Joy

November 14, 2016 By Sandra Heska King

  Choosing Joy Above the sea, morning rises bruised, mottled pink and purple, like it did battle in the dark hours or collided with some celestial bedpost. I watch the sky pass through various stages of healing until it clears. Back at the cottage, I study my new supply of tea leaves with deluxious descriptors […]

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The Day After the Election

November 10, 2016 By Sandra Heska King

    The Day After the Election I’ve just made another deposit on the house, and I’m on my way back from the bank. As I make my move to turn left from Federal Highway onto Atlantic Boulevard, a giant fluorescent green lizard leaps into my path. I hit my brake. Others hit their brakes. […]

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Poetry of Moving: New Carpet

June 16, 2016 By Sandra Heska King

There’s coming in the going, going in the coming, stillness in the moving.

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“This day isn’t working out according to plan. “This day isn’t working out according to plan.” ~ Fish
Sunday brunch. Sunday brunch.
Just singing the blues. #juvenilelittleblueheron Just singing the blues.
#juvenilelittleblueheron
Farewell Tuesday. Hello Hump Day. Moving slow into Farewell Tuesday. Hello Hump Day. Moving slow into the weekend.
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Stately on stilts. Stately on stilts.
Easter Monday hike. Easter Monday hike.
#Easter . “Rise heart; the Lord is risen. Sing h #Easter
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“Rise heart; the Lord is risen. Sing his praise
Without delays,
Who takes thee by the hand, that thou likewise
With him mayst rise.
That, as his death calcined thee to dust,
His life may make thee gold, and much more just.
~ George Herbert in “Easter”
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*’Calcined’ was the term used by alchemists for the fierce heat that burns away impurity, bringing whatever passes through the flame to a purer state.” ~ Malcolm Guite in The Word in the Wilderness
. “Yet in that prising loose and letting be He h .
“Yet in that prising loose and letting be
He has unfastened you and set you free” ~ Malcolm Guite in “XIII Jesus’ body is taken down from the cross” from The Word in the Wilderness
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#holysaturday
#goodfriday + “We watch him as he labours to dra #goodfriday
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“We watch him as he labours to draw breath.
He takes our breath away to give it back . . . “ ~ Malcolm Guite in “Good Friday” from The Word in the Wilderness
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“Then Jesus, crying with a loud voice, said ‘Father, into your hands I commend my spirit.’ Having said this, he breathed his last.” ~ Luke 23:46
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+ “But he was pierced for our transgressions; he +
“But he was pierced for our transgressions;
he was crushed for our iniquities;
upon him was the chastisement that brought us peace,
and with his wounds we are healed.” ~ Isaiah 53:5
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Tetelestai! It is finished! #GoodFriday
Mr. Grumpy Pants stalking breakfast in our backyar Mr. Grumpy Pants stalking breakfast in our backyard.
. “I know that hope is the hardest love we carry .
“I know that
hope is the hardest
love we carry.” ~ Jane Hirshfield in “Hope and Love.”
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On another note, I want to introduce you to my sweet friend @danalkbutler. She is writing a book and has invited others along for the ride. She’s also created the hashtag #createintheopen and asked others to unveil their own creative journeys as they feel comfortable. Scroll down to her very first video to learn more.
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Two are better than one.
Three is not a crowd.
And more is a party.
. “Thanks be to God for all that we cannot see. .
“Thanks be to God for all that
we cannot see. Yet.” ~ Luci Shaw in “What to Listen For (The Generosity)
So I read an article at @cleaneatingmag about the So I read an article at @cleaneatingmag about the green Mediterranean diet that includes wolffia globosa —AKA duckweed. Which is what this little dude is swimming in. Suppose he’d share?
Palm Sunday . “Fear not, daughter of Zion; behol Palm Sunday
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“Fear not, daughter of Zion;
behold, your king is coming,
sitting on a donkey’s colt.” ~ John 12:15
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“On the outskirts of Jerusalem
the donkey waited . . . “ ~Mary Oliver in “The Poet Thinks About the Donkey”
. “Let me keep company always with those who say .
“Let me keep company always with those who say
“Look!” and laugh in astonishment,
and bow their heads.” ~ Mary Oliver in “Mysteries, Yes”
. “ and put your lips to the world, And live you .
“ and put your lips to the world,
And live
your life.” ~ Mary Oliver in “Mornings at Blackwater”
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#juvenilewoodstork
. “Satan . . . sits in the shape of a cormorant .
“Satan . . . sits in the shape of a cormorant on the tree of life, as highest in the garden to look about him.” ~ John Milton in Paradise Lost, Book IV.
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Pretty sure this isn’t Satan and this isn’t the tree of life. But must be a nice view up there.
. . . “Sunrise is good, . and fog before sun. E . . . 
“Sunrise is good,
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and fog before sun.
Expect nothing always;
find your luck slowly.
. . .
Be careless of nothing. See
what you see. “ ~ Philip Booth in “How to See Deer”
Camera shy great blue on our walk last night. Camera shy great blue on our walk last night.
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