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On the airwaves
It’s Earl Nightingale on the airwaves and his talks of strange secrets.As I listen, my mind wonder off. It’s been three years now since I left home for greener pastures. The pasture here is no greener than that of home. Damn! And I haven’t saved. Only once have I sent money home. Shame on me…
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Sip by sip
Strong facesare baked in tough ovensAnd tough feeton rough roadsYou and Ihave come from afarAnd if this strugglemust mean somethingwe’ve got to hold ontill the very endThose who have come a long waystarted out with a single stepfollowed by anotherIf you must drink this bitter cuptake it sip by sip
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Date
It was weird. The food, the music and her attire that evening. What was on her mind? There was something odd about her movements as she served the food. The food tasted nice. She didn’t use most of the spices on the market. Chemicals. And chemicals have become the bulk of what we eat these…
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She isn’t picking up
She isn’t picking up. Just like yesterday. Everything seems normal till it’s late night. That’s when it all starts. Is she seeing someone? He sighs. He shouldn’t be the only one calling and texting all the time. Yesterday she said her phone’s battery was empty. That was why when his call went through for a…
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Old walls
Where has she gone?The little girl singing in the rainSailing in the sandPlaying in the sunWith a smileRadiating innocence and purity Where has it gone?The beautyThat sons and loversOnce flocked to seeOne admirer getting a black eyeFor all his troubles Where has she gone?The fair LadyFace of glitz and glamourIn the citiesIn the sixtiesIdol of…
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Beyond the noise
Whatever new field you enter, it will be filled with noise. The noise of beginners like you, pushing hard every day and making very little progress. You are not the first in this field, neither will you be the last. But remember, the footprints you leave behind, will be like no other’s. Keep in mind…
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Perhaps
It was her first time visiting him. She was hesitant in going, wondering how he would react to the ugly scars and stretch marks on her back, buttocks and breasts. Pretty face. Fine body shape. But many did not know what she sees when she stands before a mirror, naked. It was the reason she…
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Hope chimes
LostIn the search for selfLostMany friends wounded inadvertentlyLostSo many years learning so littleLostTrying to make meaning of failuresLostAll energy in staging a comeback LikeMidnight bells, hope chimesLikeA morning star, I shall ariseLikeThe blazing sun, I shall shine againLikeA raging bull, I shall win this race https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2023/06/26/what-do-you-see-192-june-26-2023/
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Youth and priorities
Fresh haircutFeels like he’s won a lotteryHis face, lit with sheepish joyAs he runs through the rainThe attention of amused onlookersA canned drink in his right handOff to impress some local girlWith his wicked haircutYouth and prioritiesWill soon grow upAnd outgrow all these https://wp.me/p4GQQl-ser
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A collection of memories
me, over thereon grandma’s lapsGeorgina, our puppy,the house help,didn’t knowa picture was being taken he. he’s no more. snakebite here, under these treeswe held a simple prayer ceremonybringing along food and drinksand flowersplucked from trees along the roadwas the custom every Christmas there! mom in her teensher once pretty facenow taken overby cobwebs of wrinkles…
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