Tag: simple thoughts

  • Nighttime Sounds

    Nighttime Sounds

    .Creak of staircase sounds.Eyes through spindles peering.“I’m thirsty Mommy.” .The clock ticks constant.Refrigerator purring.Air through nose louder. .Rolling over, pops.Rejected sheets whisper,one more bathroom trip. ©2021 Mary Grace van der Kroef

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  • Six Word Story (34)

    Six Word Story (34)

    The word ‘art’ usually invokes images of paintings, drawings, or maybe woven tapestries from a different time. Or maybe the word ‘art’ brings a favorite story to mind, or a famous poem, or sculpture. But art is so much more than those things, and lives in so many places. The hands of come in all…

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  • Six Word Story (33)

    Six Word Story (33)

    Maybe it’s not the scribbles of a pencil for you, but we all have ideas we discard. Do they scream at you from the wastepaper basket? Have your dreams died before you realised them? Did you fail mid way through? Did you cast them aside before you even tried? Try again. Every crumpled paper is…

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  • Stealing Visits/Global Poemic

    Stealing Visits/Global Poemic

    It’s not over, but I am honored to have my piece ‘Stealing Visits’ stand alongside the works of other poets and writers as we seek to highlight our individual and collective battles.

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  • A Six Word Story (31)

    A Six Word Story (31)

    I love to watch the shadows grow. Some times the time goes fast and sometimes is crawls, but it’s always a blessing to watch. When we rest, the world doesn’t stop spinning, time doesn’t stand still. But something inside of us changes and slows, and maybe even grows. Have you felt it? ©2021 Mary Grace…

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  • Six Word Stories (29)

    Six Word Stories (29)

    Trees are more like people than we often think. They hide so much beneath the ground, just like humans hid part of themselves behind pretending. Beauty, intricate personalities, strangeness, connectivity, how we and they reach out for each other. It’s often not until something unwanted, something uncomfortable happens and washes away the dirt, that we…

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  • Six Word Stories (28)

    Six Word Stories (28)

    Have you ever noticed how beautiful a well made path is? It guides in one of the most unassuming ways. “Please walk here. Yes, you are free to step away, but the way has already been made ready for you.” The most beautiful paths enhance their surroundings, letting you explore without destroying. We use paths…

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  • Free

    Free

    No one saw me head to the ground, feet to the sky, pretending to fly. It would have made you cry hilarity.

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  • Six Word Stories (27)

    I have always loved the simple things in life. A nice sharp crayon. A heavily weighted paper. Yet the latter never belonged wrapped around the other, even in my child mind. I would unwrap each individual crayon so that the whole could be used for making my pictures. As an adult, I am learning how…

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  • Six Word Stories (26)

    When we listen to music, we hear the rhythm of a spirit. When we make music together, that’s a kind of lovemaking. An intimacy. A sharing of existence. It’s not touch. It doesn’t need words. But it invites all who hear into this space. A controlled chaos of language and emotions. A corporate call. Worship.…

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