Tag Archives: Pride

MOTHER, MONARCH, AND DEFENDER OF THE WAY

Posted on November 23, 2017 by elainedanforth

The woman– she had seven sons. SEVEN sons. Last killed. First tortured. 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, though there was wicked testing of her strength and will, she lost them all, down to the youngest one. All knew they … Continue reading →

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JOY IN DEEP DECEMBER

Posted on December 12, 2016 by elainedanforth

Ten days before solstice. . . There’s no way I ever could regain my stride in which I’d take more pleasure (mixed with a bit of pride) than, at my own chosen pace of leisure, to pedal up a hill … Continue reading →

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WAVES AT HIGH TIDE

Posted on October 28, 2014 by elainedanforth

Waves at high tide. . . they rise and rush– not only soaking sands of beach but rudely slapping towering walls of rocks, which are shoring up the beach’s other side. . . it’s quite a ride. . . and … Continue reading →

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A SUITABLE EVENING

Posted on April 23, 2014 by elainedanforth

A very suitable evening to a very suitable day. A very suitable day as part of a very suitable month In a string of months in a string of years In which a ring of deep alliance Remains the rock … Continue reading →

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