Tag Archives: the pitcher

Red carnations…

Posted on May 4, 2009 by

Red carnations, keep me company this evening..You and me at the window looking out at the Rain form rivulets in the stadium.. Keep me company through this night too, like you did the last one. Your red will break the … Continue reading →

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Rainy days ..

Posted on October 16, 2008 by

For a while I thought it was a drizzle..Only as I dragged my self past the heavy canopies and onto the muddy track did I realize that it was the waterdrops from the trees that had caught me.. I try … Continue reading →

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Ladies and Gentlemen…May I present…..

Posted on May 10, 2007 by

…Many consider the propensity of my flat to the airport a definite disadvantage, and a menace of sorts.. ….Yes of course, like most things that are a blessing, I too often take this proximity for granted… I dislike the cargo … Continue reading →

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Pink Blossoms and mocha dreams

Posted on May 10, 2007 by

It’s that time of the year when you fall in love..There’s a softness in the air which embraces you .The pink tree on the pathway is in its youth.. The blossoms come spiralling down and entices you to dance, skip … Continue reading →

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