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About 1sojournal

Loves words and language. Dances on paper to her own inner music. Loves to share and keeps several blogs to facilitate that. They can be found here: http://1sojournal.wordpress.com/ https://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/ http://claudetteellinger.wordpress.com/

Monkey-Business In Moonlight

Monkey-Business In Moonlight Air is stung with blows from swords strapped on with relish. Clangs merge with strident song of iron that rings across and over field stubble, or against hard stone of filled silo. One can only wonder at … Continue reading

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Stray Thought 14

 Was a singer, not a monk Songs written by others fell from her lips, like nurturing rain Often dreamed of dragonflies guarding the gates of dream-time where own song lived,  unheard Elizabeth Crawford 11/14/2017 Note: In Native American mythology, dragonflies … Continue reading

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Stray Thought 13

“Hush child. You know there are those days when the words stretch, like lacy tree branches, but can’t quite reach, to find and make meaning. Let them be, but listen as they whisper between themselves of wind and soft breezes. … Continue reading

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Stray Thought 12

Before the surgery, they shaved off her creamed-coffee curls. Replaced them with a scar that arched over her left ear. Used a steel pin to stop up the hole where bone had been broken. Doctor said she was his “Miracle” … Continue reading

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Stray Thought 11

“It’s okay. I understand. You followed the words and they took you back to the very beginnings and that scared you. I’m here to remind you that fear is only a feeling, never a fact, and the words will always … Continue reading

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Stray Thought 10

Once upon a time, not so long ago in memory, there was a little girl who thought her heart was a fluttering butterfly. One day she slipped face first beneath the rear wheel of her father’s reversing black Pontiac, and … Continue reading

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Stray Thought 9

“You are very good with metaphors, but I want to know what the butterfly sucked up, in all that fluttering around, and did the fiercely focused hawk find the prize that would satisfy her hunger?” Elizabeth Crawford  11/9/2017 Posted to … Continue reading

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