Tag Archives: poetic mysteries

A Way Home

Paradox got itself involved yet again today. Work seemed to be taking a slightly worrying turn–the man at the edge of the cliff seemed to be getting a signal that he should go over. By the end, it was a … Continue reading

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Crossing Over

I hope it does what it says on the tin. Since I compose so much verse, I am always wondering if I should be doing something with it, putting it to good use. One thing that pretty much happens on … Continue reading

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Nightmares

Sometimes I wonder if I am someone else’s nightmare. The Night Mare I have spoken about here is changing, now that she is a bit of a known quantity. The verses have been telling of a man who is searching … Continue reading

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Post Miscarriage

Yesterday was an unsettled day. Work went well, but after that I was restless and bored and couldn’t sit still. By evening, I was starting to feel down. Then I posted here about my WordPress issues, and–something shifted. For one … Continue reading

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Persons

This morning I was hearing measures in our dream meter again. They are terse, as usual; short lines don’t permit a lot of explication. As always, everything means more than one thing. They only sound as mysterious as need be–we … Continue reading

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More Than Happy

Images that shift and change even as I am describing them are nothing new. They take a light hand to keep in just enough order to prevent the dreaded mixed metaphors from breaking out all over. I’ve been reading about … Continue reading

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No End of Dancing Days

Whenever anyone tries to shut you down, you are touching something sensitive, and there is a reason for the negative response. And–having touched nothing that I can tell, the word-processing program I am writing this on just disappeared my cursor, … Continue reading

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Elf-Shot Arrow

The bells of the local Catholic church just rang out noon as I finished today’s work, only a minute or two ago. It hasn’t been that long since I always worked in the evening because the world outside was quieter. … Continue reading

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Un-Thought-Out

This will probably be brief, because I am still considering what just happened. The verses to follow came very, very quickly; I only paused at one point because I was unsure I could hear clearly enough. I have been reading … Continue reading

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Changing Places

This is different and weirder than I have any idea how to begin to explain. The Poetic Mysteries clearly run very much deeper than anyone can see at any given moment. Because I intuited that I should study them in … Continue reading

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