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Maybe 2025 won’t be (just) Happy Maybe it will be more. Maybe 2025 will be beautiful Maybe 2025 will be full. Maybe 2025 will be joyous or Maybe 2025 is when reality bites so strong its impossible to ignore. Maybe 2025 is about revolution, and resolve, not resolution (s) Maybe 2025 is for you, and…
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What might a Christmas poem be like If every word has been said? Tinsel, Trees and Father Christmas Do more, eat more, or do less..stress Shoulds and Expectations Faiths and Reconciliations Wine, cheese, mistletoe and turkeys Cakes, pies and Brussel sprouteys, Arguments and Excitement Let’s be real, eggshells in weird allignements Carols and images of…
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I love this time of the year. Its the time of year when I wake up and drink coffee looking out of the window and see how the dark blue early morning light changes through the colours into the sunrise, admitted today it is just a grey light giving tree branches a dark effect. I…
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May you have… May you see… May you give… May you feel… May you try… May you notice… May you see… May you live… May your dream… May your heart… May you walk… May you realise… May you shine… May you know… May you discover… May you grow… May you fight for… May you make……
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What do you notice, when you stop and look within. Memories like fragile raindrops. Dangling on the grass, delicate holding on. Cumulatively heavy, on a light blade of grass dragging it down. Yet The grass is not the raindrops And one day there’ll be a storm and wind and sunlight and heat. And the raindrops…
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I have waited a full year to tell you this story. It’s a personal one, but I hope a good one, and please do bear with the length of it, grab yourself a coffee or tea and strap in. Maybe many of you have been reading my work for a while, if you go back…
James Ballantyne 