Author Archives: Georgia

About Georgia

I love to read...I like to write...I've travelled the world and seen the sites. I'm past my prime and feel so young, especially when near the young. I'm writing this blog, to remember, to think and to share...with the hopes that someone else will make a comment that will stimulate new thoughts and pathways. Actually, I'm a gabber, so the logical extension of gabbing is blogging! ;-)

Missing … – Flash Fiction – June 30, 2016

Missing …. Boots, bibs and straw hats, among other things, were what she was searching for in the antique shop.    She’d found a baseball bat, a ball, hippy beads and a guitar from the sixties – records, a mug … bits … Continue reading

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Haibun – June 22, 2016

  When we drove off from my sister’s house, the sun was shining and it was blisteringly hot, as it often is in Southern Illinois from late June to early September.  We were off on our daily visit to Mother.   My sister had decided that … Continue reading


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Spring Break-Up – Haibun – May 3, 2016

a game of chess while a skylark sings it’s song – I lost the game © Chèvrefeuille A lovely poem.  These words bring to mind my first love.  I was completely smitten by him.  He was all I could have … Continue reading

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Monday Power Short – May 2, 2016

    The Romantic Mini-Holiday Bobbing in the boat at dawn Mary yawned.  She remembered all his talk about a romantic mini holiday to Lake Garda.  She’d looked at the brochures he’d brought home and absorbed countless on-line videos.  She’d imagined walks along tree-shaded beached, … Continue reading

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Passing Time With Cicadas – Haibun – April 6, 2016

(Inspired by: the stillness – seeping into the rocks cicadas’ screech © Matsuo Basho) Summer evenings back in Illinois in the early 1960s were full of voices of children screeching as they played tag,  basketball or maybe croquet.  Back then it … Continue reading

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A is for Awakening – AToZ Blogging Challenge – April 1, 2016

The pain had been terrible … the disorientation worse.  As the maelstrom of the birth-pangs racked her body, her mind drifted into some warm fuzzy greenish place created by the drugs they’d given her.  She’d become almost completely unaware of what … Continue reading

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The Hudsucker Proxy – Friday Fictioneers – March 31, 2016

The world below looked like a toy world.  Toy cars, miniature people, even the sounds that drifted up to me seemed somehow make-believe.  Hard to believe that just twenty-four hours before I’d been walking through the country-side of Indiana … a … Continue reading

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A walk in snow – haibun – March 30, 2016

Down and down into the snow … or was it snow?  Could it be cotton-wool, maybe something else. I really couldn’t be sure, the stuff wasn’t viscus … nor particularly sticky.  On the other hand, it wasn’t really cold either. … Continue reading

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Paradox (Writing Technique) – Haibun – March 14, 2016

Walking in a dangerous forest is probably not the best place to find inner peace.  Think of the man who found himself chased through the forest by a tiger, his only salvation was to climb down a cliff.  He  climbed down … Continue reading

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Life in Italy (Humidity) – Haibun – March 10, 2016

Italy, often called “sunny Italy” because the 19th century rich English aristocrats who came from their wet “gloomy” island felt Italy was a land of marvellous eternal sunshine (as well as quite impossible to visit in full summer due to its extreme heat).  One must … Continue reading

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