I wrote the following poem last night right after I went to bed. The lights were shut off, the animals settled around me. But I lay there and heard it in my head, felt it …
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FRESH OFF THE PAGE: “A Restless Dark”
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FRESH OFF THE PAGE: “The Silence”
This poem is about secrets: Not ones you feel you have to keep out of fear or pain, but the ones you want to keep, ones that sharing would result in some personal, irretrievable loss. Not all …
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Capturing eternity in an hour: painting in the great outdoors
The rest of the afternoon I spent painting, looking out on the ever-changing landscape that is water and sky. I had never painted in the great outdoors before, and it had it's fair share of challenges. Like, how do I keep up with the colors when the light changes all the time? But I finished my little painting in just a few hours...
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FRESH OFF THE PAGE: “Tossed Away”
My posts have been few and far between here for awhile. My life has been undergoing a transformation of sorts, and not a very pleasant one. Deeply personal and painful things are sometimes impossible for me to write …
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FRESH OFF THE PAGE:
I haven’t posted anything here for awhile; I’ve been busy outside, like many people, starting projects around the house, getting my gardens planted and tended, and enjoying the beautiful spring weather. We just got some …
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Two lives now to bury, Weighed on my heart – Once separate, now equal, Both fragile and short; One lived high in the trees, The other along the ground; No more sunning or sliding, No more sweet, cheerful sounds...
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Fragile creatures. We are promise, Filled with hope And such despair; Climbing high, Then quickly falling, Losing ground While gaining speed.
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This poem came about during some spring cleaning. I realized as I was sorting through all my stuff just how much of it there was, and how I had not looked into or seen much …
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LAST THOUGHT FOR THE DAY
“Only those who have felt the knife Can understand the wound; Only the jeweler Knows the nature of the jewel.” – Mirabai
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This poem was inspired by this past weekend’s annual ritual of cleaning up after the small army of maple and locust trees in my yard. I like to believe that if I can find beauty in even a small …
Jacqlyn Thorne 