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mindwhisperer commented on the post, himself 6 months, 2 weeks ago
He care for himself as much as his one hundred year old bones could do. He could only fend for himself for he had no one else to look out for him. He should have been more charitable when he was younger.
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mindwhisperer commented on the post, mention 7 months ago
Mention my name and he will cringe. Mention what I did and he will rage. Mention that I am gone and he will cry. Mention me for that is the only way I can be be near him.
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mindwhisperer commented on the post, roar 7 months, 1 week ago
The roar of the wind fused with the roar of the waves as it lashed against the rocks. My skirt and long hair whips about and around me. But in this tempest, I still feel at one with the universe.
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mindwhisperer commented on the post, wagon 1 year, 4 months ago
A wagon carries things, people, memories, treasured moments towards the great blue yonder, to the California Gold rush of the 1800s. Can’t find a wagon like that no more.
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mindwhisperer wrote about the word prosperous 1 year, 8 months ago
A prosperous day it is for a man when he does not look for wealth but finds prosperity in wisdom.
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mindwhisperer wrote about the word trade 1 year, 9 months ago
The trade winds that blow galleons across unchartered seas brings the fate of sailors across unknown lands. There they shall find a tropical paradise where danger lurks behind every coconut tree.
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mindwhisperer wrote about the word near 1 year, 10 months ago
Near the tree I once passed by is an empty space. In its place is a love seat carved out of that tree – it is still near to where I once passed by.
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mindwhisperer wrote about the word wrench 2 years, 4 months ago
What kind of wrench is used by a wench to quench one’s thirst on a bench?
I wouldn’t know. Might as well wrench something out of the bench.
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mindwhisperer commented on the blog post edition 2 years, 5 months ago
The late night edition on my bed side table speaks of events already happening. The edition in my mind speaks of events about to come.
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mindwhisperer commented on the blog post summer 2 years, 5 months ago
Summer…thoughts of warm days, balmy nights, setting sun in the hills brings everything aglow. Summers of my youth spent in the fields amongst the flowers……by my gravestone.
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mindwhisperer wrote about the word: perfectly 2 years, 5 months ago
Perfectly I dream in perfect concentric dreams going round and round. Only in dreams do I see so perfectly.
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mindwhisperer wrote about the word: discover 2 years, 5 months ago
To discover my lover’s play of words, to discover the wealth of speech. To discover the joy of just discovering. Magical. Absolutely magical.
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mindwhisperer wrote about the word: phrase 2 years, 5 months ago
Phrase the love you have for me if you can and I will phrase the passion we both can share. A phrase that is boundless in so few words, a phrase encompassing my love.
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mindwhisperer wrote about the word: notice 2 years, 5 months ago
Pale complexion, blond blue eyed, hair streaked with blue lines, the notice blared.
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mindwhisperer wrote about the word telescope 2 years, 8 months ago
I gazed through the telescope at the vista below. Because the telescope was from the space station. I was looking at earth.
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mindwhisperer wrote about the word sweater 2 years, 8 months ago
Sweater clinging to the skin of the man by the beach. No one knew who he was. He had his face down on the pebbled shore, eyes wide shut.
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mindwhisperer wrote about the word sunlight 2 years, 8 months ago
Sunlight streams through the windows like light illuminating my consciousness. Sunlight is the gift of life for me in this cold dank cell.
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mindwhisperer wrote about the word left 2 years, 8 months ago
Left to my own devices, I reach for a stone. bit by Bit I make the sign.Left here in this island. SOS.
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mindwhisperer wrote about the word left 2 years, 8 months ago
I left my wife with 44 children and they all live in a peanut stand and I still do left….
what’s left of me? A hallow child.
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mindwhisperer wrote about the word tallest 2 years, 8 months ago
The tallest tree I could set my eyes on, the redwood, in California. But I’m not in California now. I’m in Manchester. There are no redwood trees here. But there were, I’d sit underneath it’s canopy and read, and write, and read, and write. It goes on and on, in the same way the redwood’s [...]
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