Enlightenment 

A glimpse of the God
granted to her worshippers 
while her husband rests 

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…let there ALWAYS be libraries…

Matters close to the heart. Memories of childhood visits to the library rank highly in our, as we age, list of fondly-recalled thoughts. From the meanest small town library to the grandest major city edifice we should do all we can to preserve these National Treasures, the local library.

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ELDER PARK LIBRARY

…by any stretch of the measurement of age, this ol’ Scots Jurassic scribbler is no longer a youth… I adulted around a-hem years ago… and having become in recent years an Author, I have more than a passing interest in the comparatively new debate as to whether books are better in print or on an eReader such as Auntie Amazon’s Kindlekindleand despite being part of the, (a-hem again), ‘older’generation, I have no negativity toward the modern downloaded reader versions of books… don’t mistake me – I still enjoy immensely the feel of a paper book in my hands, and even, yes, the smell of the paper and the gum paste thats binds the spine (emb’dy else remember ‘sniffing’ a new book?)… but times move on – the electronic age has become an imbedded part of our lives whether we embrace it or not –…

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Ronovan writes #133

The waters will flow

tear the heart from the mountain

sands of time are spawned

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Ronovan writes#132

A moth approaches,

with one light kiss to the flame

she will find heaven

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Ronovan writes #130

I turn, my surfboard 

spins then glides over the white 

turbulent water

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Ronovan writes#129

Does the sparrow feel

sadness at seeing the space 

in the empty nest 

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Solstice praised

Answering our prayers

the solstice sun has risen

renewed and refreshedegypt-230

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Ronovan writes#Haiku 128

In dark days the bells

in coats of coal-seam velvet

ring sombre changes

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Hounds of hell

Fear the devils hounds
with ember eyes, midnight coats,
straining at the leash

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A taste of blood,Ronovan writes#127

I could not resist

just one kiss from blood-stained lips’

salty taste of death

 

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