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One Word Less For Lent 2015 – 15

March 19, 2015 By Sandra Heska King

    On Trying on Clothes It is plainly in our living shown By fit of feathers how we have grown. Word Count: 15   All the One Word Less for Lent 2015 posts are bundled here.   In the stillness, Sandy   A first line poem starter inspired by an Every Day Poem in my […]

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One Word Less For Lent 2015 – 16

March 18, 2015 By Sandra Heska King

  Breathe When heaven’s spotlight beams upon your stillness, I reach out and touch… just to be sure. Word Count: 16 All the One Word Less for Lent 2015 posts are bundled here. In the stillness, Sandy

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One Word Less For Lent 2015 – 18

March 16, 2015 By Sandra Heska King

  He was shrouded in sadness last spring betrayed broken having given all, but love came softly double joy.   Word Count: 18 All the One Word Less for Lent 2015 posts are bundled here. My son popped the question, and she said yes! We’ll be gaining a new daughter… AND a grandson. Color us all with joy. […]

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One Less Word For Lent 2015 – 19 (Still Saturday)

March 13, 2015 By Sandra Heska King

  Take note. “There is holy in the everyday moments . . . “There is resurrection in the hallowed corners of [your] life.” Word Count: 19 ~Laura Boggess, Playdates with God: Having a Childlike Faith in a Grown-up World  All the One Word Less for Lent 2015 posts are bundled here.   In the stillness. Sandy   […]

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One Word Less For Lent 2015 – 20

March 13, 2015 By Sandra Heska King

    L.L. Barkat is good at dealing dares. Last night it was to use two key phrases in a single post. I think she mentioned something about cookies. I may have even heard the word, “chocolate.” But as an “official” mischievous barista for Tweetspeak Poetry, how could I ignore her–even for just a cup […]

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One Word Less For Lent 2015 – 21

March 12, 2015 By Sandra Heska King

A Kara Heart I want a Kara heart soil soft and sown with kindness wild like butterfly weed fragrant as a lilac in spring. Word Count: 21 All the One Word Less for Lent 2015 posts are bundled here. Kara’s blog: A Mundane Faithfulness.   In the stillness, Sandy Love is kind. ~ 1 Corinthinans 13:4 Note: Kara […]

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One Word Less For Lent 2015 – 22

March 11, 2015 By Sandra Heska King

Impossible Dream We think we can save the light, dial it into our hands at will, reset it for our own purposes. Impossible dream.   Word Count: 22 All the One Word Less for Lent 2015 posts are bundled here. History of Daylight Savings Time     Oh, how sweet the light of day, And […]

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One Word Less For Lent 2015 – 23

March 10, 2015 By Sandra Heska King

    March My kitchen’s hemmed by the sun. Morning and evening the angles of light reveal every speck, expose every flaw, magnify my shortcomings. March. Word Count: 23 All the One Word Less for Lent 2015 posts are bundled here.     It’s the time of year when we Michiganders go from sinking knee-deep […]

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One Word Less For Lent 2015 – 27

March 4, 2015 By Sandra Heska King

  Frisbee Snow The yard is a china plate that shatters as I step on it. Shards skitter across its surface, slide into the trunk of a tree. Frisbee snow. Word Count: 27 All the One Word Less for Lent 2015 posts are bundled here. In the stillness (and coldness, Sandy When blizzards roar out of the north […]

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One Word Less For Lent 2015 – 28

March 4, 2015 By Sandra Heska King

  Bunny in a Bush Bella the Bad stands guard on the sill while psychodogs patrol on the bound Sound the alarm! A bunny in a bush is worth two on the ground. Word count: 28 All the One Word Less for Lent 2015 posts are bundled here. God guards you from every evil, he guards […]

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“And now, dear brothers and sisters, one final t “And now, dear brothers and sisters, one final thing. Fix your thoughts on what is true, and honorable, and right, and pure, and lovely, and admirable. Think about things that are excellent and worthy of praise.” ~ Philippians 4:8 

#fall #southflorida #hope #thoughts #philippians4 #dayafterelection
“My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in th “My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a man;
So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die!
The Child is father of the Man;
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.” ~ William Wordsworth in “My Heart Leaps Up”

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From my back door and then from the patio. A phone can never capture the true glory of a rainbow. I hope my heart never fails to leap at the wonder of one.
We were monarch parents a couple years back, but o We were monarch parents a couple years back, but our food was not enough to support all our “children.”
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But some were better parents. And next month @tspoetry is celebrating with a garden party. And you are invited. 
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✨ An evening poetry celebration with Dheepa Maturi, Laura Boggess, Jules Jacob, and Sonja Johanson
✨ sign up today: https://www.eventbrite.com/e/year-of-the-monarch-garden-party-tickets-1005650847757
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This is called a sweetheart plant. I bought it at This is called a sweetheart plant. I bought it at a farmers market in Ponte Vedra in Feb 2023. And it hasn’t done a thing except not die. I did repot it a few months back just cuz I thought it might need it. A few days ago I noticed it was sprouting a sprout. And today—10 days after having my aortic valve replaced and the day after having a loop recorder inserted—it has UNFURLED!!! A new heart. 🩷
Looking west this morning. “Sometime, enough o Looking west this morning. 

“Sometime, enough of us should plan
to gather and form our own
luminous cloud.” ~ Luci Shaw in “The Weight of Air” (from The Generosity)
Security is on the job. Security is on the job.
So after 13 years of checkups and annual echos, it So after 13 years of checkups and annual echos, it's finally come to this. One week from today I will have my aortic valve replaced. Eeeek! I know it's done all the time--piece of cake. But that's to other people. 😂 Speaking of cake, I've always hoped to blow out 100 candles (at least), and I keep singing this line in my head...

"And my heart will go on and on." Thanks to @celinedion. 💕
Hi! Long time, no post. So… I grew this from a Hi! Long time, no post. So…

I grew this from a pineapple top. We repotted it again over the weekend. Still no fruit, though. Our neighbor has a baby growing on a small plant, though. What’s up with that?

(Also, I do not have a green thumb. Currently the only things still living are this, an avocado, and a little Boston fern.)
We got out here early today, but it was already so We got out here early today, but it was already soooooo hot (later on the"feels like" was 110), and I was just plodding one foot in front of the other wishing I was still in bed. There was not much to see--except the crane family, some blackbirds, a dove. And it was buggy. And a deer fly bit me on the forearm, and it swelled up, and I still have a 1- x 3-inch reddened area. But then... a pink parade.
Just snapped a couple photos of a normal looking s Just snapped a couple photos of a normal looking sky from my back patio with my iPhone! I grew up in Michigan and never saw them before! #northernlights #westboca #southflorida
“So they took branches of palm trees and went ou “So they took branches of palm trees and went out to meet him, crying out, “Hosanna! Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord, even the King of Israel!” ~ John 12:13
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PALMS

He had a date with them. ~SHK
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~ Six words I wrote on my blog in 2015 as part of a daily “One Word Less for Lent” series.
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Photo taken in Israel, 2022.
Dressed for success... Dressed for success...
“Sing, hope, to me” ~favorite line from “The “Sing, hope, to me” ~favorite line from “The First Spring Day” by Christina Rossetti via Every Day Poems and @tspoetry in my email this morning. 
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Whole poem (with lots of favorite lines) here:
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https://open.substack.com/pub/everydaypoems/p/the-first-spring-day?r=3acod&utm_medium=ios
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Wild red poppy anemones from our spring trip to Israel in 2022. And, of course, red is the color of hope. 
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#dipintopoetry #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #tweetspeakpoetry #everydaypoems
Sweet baby colts. Just one parent. Apparently the Sweet baby colts. Just one parent. Apparently the other was hit by a car. 😭💔
Bufo serenade AKA the Ballad of the Bufo Bufo serenade AKA the Ballad of the Bufo
South Florida is confused. South Florida is confused.
“Somehow she learns to breathe.” ~ @gyoung9751 “Somehow she learns to breathe.” ~ @gyoung9751 in “The mermaid breathes,” a woven poem from tweets. In my email today from Every Day Poems via @tspoetry.
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#dipintopoetry #everydaypoems #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #tweetspeakpoetry
"You have what you need / is what the birds sing a "You have what you need / is what the birds sing all morning" ~ Annie Lighthart in "Conditions of Happiness."
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In my email this morning from 
Every Day Poems via @tspoetry.
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#dipintopoetry #poetry #poetrycommunity #everydaypoems #poem #poetsofinstagram #tweetspeakpoetry
If you’ve made it this far, the rest of the week If you’ve made it this far, the rest of the week should be a snap. #wednesday
Stay behind me. I’ll protect you. No worries. So Stay behind me. I’ll protect you. No worries. So will all those shots. Mostly.
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D still has PTSD from the Great Possibly Rabid Raccoon Brouhaha of 2021.
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