Found letter

Peter, Always. Alice


It was stuck on the wet concrete. A small piece of card. I picked it up.




A token of love that touched my heart, brightened my day and banished clouds.

Who? Why? When? just didn’t matter. Accept and move on.

(An assignment from Writing101.)

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Love Story In 140 characters

Love ? I love love love you.

Love ? I love love love you. (Photo credit: @Doug88888)

I recently saw an activity on Soul Pancake: Write a love story in 140 characters. So here it is:


Eyes across a restaurant table. Hearts interconnecting. Souls together. Life together, shared moments. Bodies intertwined. Forever Yours.


137 characters, including spaces and punctuation.


What’s In A Word

Just love...

Just love… (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Today’s Daily Prompt takes me towards a subject I find hard to write about. It asks “tell us about the most unconventional love in your life.”

So this word ‘love.’ Hard to know what it means, let alone ‘unconventional love’.

I’ve been told that I display some of the symptoms of Asperger’s. I’m not sure that it’s entirely true but I seem to have trouble understanding emotions and I’m not sure I feel the same way as others.

When I say “I love you” what does that actually mean? Does it mean the same as when you say it? Does it mean the same as when that person over there says it? Does it mean the same when I say it to a friend and when I say it to my daughter Jessica?

It’s certainly an overused word. We say we love objects, love pets, love friends, love children, love parents and love lovers. I’ve always thought only the last three really count, though some close friends would have to be included.

So where to start explaining what I mean when I say “I love you” to a child or a lover? Talking about emotions is hard. We both understand that the sky is a colour we agree is “blue” and that the body of the Australian flag is also “blue” even though a slightly different colour. When it comes to agreeing about what exactly the difference might be between ‘cross’ and ‘angry’ or ‘like’ and ‘love’ we will have a harder time.

So when I say ‘I love you’ to a lover, close friend or Jessica what is it I’m feeling? What am I saying?

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Happy You Know What

[i carry your heart with me(i carry it in]

BY e e cummings

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
                                                      i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

Which Five People?

My list

I wrote my list!

Today’s Daily Prompt was “A writer once said, “You are the average of the five people you spend the most time with.” If this is true, which five people would you like to spend your time with?”

My list would have to start with my daughter Jessica. I’ve often said that I have no idea how my ex-wife and I managed to raise her, she is better natured and well-balanced than either of us. Being around her always makes me happier, she lifts my spirits in so many ways but principally it is because she sees all my flaws and failures and still loves me without limit.

At the same time I feel a love for her that is deeper and more fulfilling than any other I have ever known. There is no greater joy than the mutual love of child and parent.

The list would then get a little harder.

Next I’d probably choose someone who was going to challenge my intellect and inspire my work. There are any number of great programmer’s I could choose but truth be told I am a better system administrator than programmer so I’d probably want someone like Charles Edge or Chris Siebenmann to spend some time with. I would love to spend time with someone who would keep me on my toes, keep me learning, point me in the right direction and share the successes and the failures.

Now for somebody to share my writing with. Should I go for somebody down to earth and modern such as Hemingway or go for the classics such as Austen or Shakespeare? Perhaps a poet such as Blake, Donne or T.S. Eliot? I think if it is going to be one it will have to be the Bard. Shakespeare was both a poet and a playwright. My one hesitation is that I am terrible at writing a plot and it seems he borrowed most of his, but perhaps he can teach me how to take another’s plot and bend it to your own will.

For number four I would love to spend some time with someone who could fill a gaping hole in my education, I know little about art. Robert Hughes, who died this year, was a Sydney boy who grew to be an influential critic and author. I’d love to spend time seeing galleries and discussing art with him.

The fifth and final spot has had a few contenders over the years but none have really found it home. I have loved many women and thought that many have loved me. I will leave that last spot open not expecting anyone to be there but hoping that one day just as I saw my mother take that spot with my father someone will take residence there and make it hers.