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Off Piste It’s so easy to keep on the road the predictable way through a predictable landscape, each second each minute each hour the same as the next. If only I could see a way to take me off piste, into the wild the unknown where I could lose myself discover my inner wild and find the dark and the light. https://www.orenaugmountainpublishing.com/poetry-collections/personal-freedom
Forty Million Tonnes And Counting Forty Million Tonnes and what do we get? Almost a song lyric written for those who don’t get older, the uncounted ones lost in the rubble of Gaza. Forty Million Tonnes of homes, roads, and infrastructure converted into rubble that will take uncountable years for us to clear and still longer to rebuild towns and villages, to replant crops and trees. And who are the ‘us’ - the ones who will pay. The same ‘us’ as did it before and will do it again unless perpetrators are held accountable. And while this goes on, year upon year ‘they’ will feed those surviving living still in that wasteland of rubble. The same ‘they’ as did it before, are trying to do it now and will do it again unless perpetrators are held accountable. And how will we, us, they and them deal with the hate engendered. It will have to be dealt with, then what will we do as we count the cost once again. https://scars.tv/ccdissues/353jan2...
The Last Rite You’d said your goodbyes. You knew it was time for nature to reclaim your body, your bones and your flesh. But not your spirit, nature left that behind. And that spirit will grow here in us, not like funeral flowers fading, but bright like those in nature each living in its own season with its own natural rituals, triggered by time, place, thoughts and memories which live on beyond you. And that is enough, that feels right. https://www.thewiseowl.art/lynn-white-1 For Linda Jones RIP