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fall

 

Image by David Mark from Pixabay

gold dipped, crimson hued,

burnished copper emblazoned

leaves day dreaming~ fall

~Melanie Thomason

10/15/2020

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Autumn

Autumn has moved in

in my neck of the woods

she brought all her brushes

and she’s playing with her paints again

and wow is her artistry good

~Melanie Thomason

10/15/2020

All pictures taken by me, on my phone, yesterday 🙂

 

 

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So this video is from 2017 but I just came across it, so I had to share.  Sadly relevant.  No, not the biggest issues we face but still…

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October 14, 2020 · 11:30 AM

Just a reminder

In case you’ve forgotten how important this is!!!

Please Vote!  I just mailed in my ballot today 🙂

 

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Poetry cubes

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September 22, 2020 · 2:33 PM

Power (a short story)

One by one the lights of the city block winked out, the dark coming ever closer.

October 30, 2020

The official word was that the US government was putting in measures to ensure that citizens received protection from energy supply interruptions. However, according to Eddie Rainden, who is the VP of grid integration at NESS (National Energy Supply & Solutions), the government has some power plants that are purposefully generating the power outages.  Rainden theorizes that this is another power move, an attempt to “control the masses” and reduce “voter turnout.”  What says you, dear reader?  Is our government literally trying to keep us in the dark? Let us know in the comments below!

Does the fact that the nationwide power outages, which are ongoing, started merely days from the Presidential election seem coincidental to you or do you think this was a strategic move?

~Melanie Thomason

9/14/2020

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Nightmare- a very short story

Photo by Aleksandar Pasaric on Pexels.com

 

I keep having the same nightmare. Well really variations on a theme.  I’m lost/ searching for something/ trying to help someone.  But I am always in this same apartment complex.  Hundreds of apartments, dozens of floors!  My time is limited and there is no working elevator.  The apartments aren’t even clearly numbered. It is an exhausting, frustrating dream.  I never do find my way or what or who I’m looking for.  Someone, please, wake me up!

 

 

~Melanie Thomason

9/14/2020

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other happinesses (100 word story)

She had long suspected that love wasn’t in the cards for her.  She had even begun to accept her solitary lot in life.  Now she had confirmation via a Tarot card reading by a trusted and respected friend.

“Well, this is just the icing on the cake.” she thought.  It was just what she needed and she vowed to put thoughts of romantic love behind her and focus on other happinesses.

One could still have dreams.

One could still have passions.

“..and I still have love in my life, don’t I?” she softly asked the purring cat in her arms.

Image by Engin Akyurt from Pixabay

 

~Melanie Thomason

09/13/2020

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