Lost Things The Russian crucifix hangs on the museum wall, glittering gold in the tiny white spotlight. There is a history to this icon, you are sure, a story of magnificence and abandonment, ending here in these walls, no longer an accouterment of worship, it becomes something else, a relic, a curiosity, A wonderment bereft […]
You may be sad now Or going through something Just think that somehow You are still surviving You are a fighter I know you’ll never quit Keep being stronger You’ll get over it Remember that He is with you In all the things that you do And that He will guide you through The paths […]
Continuing our theme of five interesting things about places in Wrexham County Borough, this week we’re looking at Bangor-on-Dee, or ‘Bangor’ as it’s commonly known to locals. The ‘on-Dee’ part refers to the closeness to the River Dee, although the traditional Welsh name is ‘Bangor-is-y-coed’, with the ‘is-y-coed’ bit meaning ‘below the wood/trees’. The village […]
by Deepa Rajan – I woke up on a Sunday morning in late September to an urgent text from my friend, Harshith, about a hatching. He had found an ootheca (egg-casing) in a tree a couple of weeks prior and had since been incubating the specimen in a 50 mL conical centrifuge tube. I kept watch on […]
RUDOLPH’S NIGHT OFF by Baxter Black ‘Twas the night before Christmas and Rudolph was lame! The vet from the North Pole said, “Foot-rot’s to blame, I’ll give him some sulfa, it’s the best I can do But stall rest is needed the next week or two.” “Great Scott!” cried old Santy, he turned with a […]
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‘Tis the season that comes but once a year and these books about Father Christmas are set to become perennial favorites.
Hear ye! Hear ye! the devoted faithful, defending love from the vile and hateful Protect virtue from wicked desires, purify the fallen in Satanic fires The wicked, torture you for spite, shackled to cold, stone walls Laughing at your shrinking ego, licking the tears from your feet It’s words, echo in village squares, […]
Baby Jesus Meek and Mild // Pray for me an Orphan Child // Be my strength, be my friend // Be with me until the end Perhaps you remember this prayer from childhood that kids would say around Christmas time. Well, kids… buckle up…because this post is all about the stuff you didn’t learn on […]
Content Warning: Grief, Stages of Grief, Death of a Parent, Death. Please, please, please do not read this if you think it will be triggering for your own mental health in any way. It was a post that was hard to write, caused many tears and from my perspective feels very raw. No offence will […]
Too much to get done before I go on vacation. Bracing for impact: Christmas is almost here. Grieving and missing you. Work administrivia. Household chores, shopping. Not sleeping well. I can’t even wish you happy Christmas. I’ll find a way to get through. But missing you makes it all overload.
A poem published by Vita Brevis Poetry Magazine
“An artist is not paid for his labor but for vision” There is story behind every picture. An artist is one who creates is thoughts, vision,and answer through his pencil to the society. An artist is one who performs and present his best skills for the viewer or audience . As an artist and as […]
Hello It started from a hello, to a yello From a minute chat online To an hour call offline From studying her pics on facebook To trailing her on twitter and instagram Talking and chatting to her top my chart list She infiltrated my plans, for today and the future My thoughts were no longer […]
Dream of home but don’t go back there It’s all been packed up, nothing of yours remains Fragile memories can’t withstand a closer look, clear through the lens You might wish you could unsee, lose the alarming lucidity Dream of home but don’t go back there There’s not a place for you, nowhere to lay […]