Daily Poem: Sincerely, The Sky ~ David Hernandez

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Sincerely, The Sky ~ David Hernandez Yes, I see you down there looking up into my vastness. What are you hoping to find on my vacant face, there within the margins of telephone wires? You should know I am only bright blue now because of physics: molecules break and scatter my light from the sun […]

Daily Poem: A Different Reason ~ Anastasia Haysler

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A Different Reason ~ Anastasia Haysler Dear God: “Because I said so” works as well on me when You say it as it does on my three-year-old when I say it. So, with all due respect, I am going to need a different reason.

Bindrune for Protective Boundaries

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If you are new to working with bindrunes, I suggest you read the introductory bindrune post here, then return to this post to read about this specific bindrune. Remember that working with bindrunes, as with working with any kind of magic, does not carry guaranteed results, and may produce results quite different from what you expect. No […]

Daily Poem: In July ~ Edward Dowden

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In July ~ Edward Dowden Why do I make no poems? Good my friend Now is there silence through the summer woods, In whose green depths and lawny solitudes The light is dreaming; voicings clear ascend Now from no hollow where glad rivulets wend, But murmurings low of inarticulate moods, Softer than stir of unfledged […]

Daily Poem: Hermitage ~ Joseph Fasano

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Hermitage ~ Joseph Fasano It’s true there were times when it was too much and I slipped off in the first light or its last hour and drove up through the crooked way of the valley and swam out to those ruins on an island. Blackbirds were the only music in the spruces, and the […]

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