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Graveyards And Poetry

I took the photo of this graveyard the day my siblings and I placed Mum’s ashes next to Dad’s. As you can tell, this is an older graveyard, much like many others to be found on the grounds of small chapels dotted around the state of Tasmania, Australia.

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After The Storm

There’s snow on the mountains, and the riverbeds that lay forgotten, buried amongst aged and weakened tree branches, are once again alive with water. Up and over, around and under, trickles quickly became muddy flows, and reminded me to be more like the water.

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