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A touch of dialect. The 'bajan' dialect has a flavour of the Belfast accent to it and a cadence and rhythm all its own. I don't often write in dialect although in speech...	1,188	1	0	Aug 2007	Aug 2007	Apr 25
Pain free...almost! Ahhhh! Bliss! The magic of massage and physical therapy is tangible. Or at least can be sensed and felt in the body and mind. For the first time in...	912	0	0	Aug 2007	Aug 2007	Apr 25
Painful thoughts I don't want to go to work this morning. At nine I have an appointment. One more interview and audition to conduct and I don't feel like doing it. W...	1,191	3	0	Aug 2007	Aug 2007	May 2
Too much to handle... So many things going through my head it is more like Grand Central than my brain! I conducted two interviews/auditions today. Both men. One who is e...	1,224	1	0	Aug 2007	Aug 2007	Apr 26
Storms brewing... So Dean has been upgraded to hurricane status and as of 5:00 a.m. local time Warnings were issued for St. Lucia, where my sister lives. Years ago d...	1,097	1	0	Aug 2007	Aug 2007	17 hrs ago
Evening thoughts I stood beside the sea this evening, a pewter platter all wrinkled like a careless counterpane or the pleated skin of the really old. Not a wave. Jus...	1,105	1	0	Aug 2007	Aug 2007	May 2
The Not So Fragile Heart The tear that welled into the right eye was just the beginning of the storm. As it overflowed the margins of the eyelid and slid gently down the curve...	1,177	1	0	Aug 2007	Aug 2007	Apr 24
What do women really want: was asked in the forum today (or yesterday probably by now). So I thought for a moment - as if I haven't had the thought a thousand times before - wh...	1,055	1	0	Aug 2007	Aug 2007	Apr 24

After the wedding... Such an exquisite agony suffusing every joint, and every bit of it well-earned and relished! I live in a body that complains. The joints creak and a...	1,106	1	0	Aug 2007	Aug 2007	May 3
Weekend Plans Things to do on Friday usually all fall under the category sleep as late as possible. This week has been better than usual, I woke at 9:30 a.m. instea...	871	0	0	Aug 2007	Aug 2007	May 3
Starting the day The sunny Caribbean drips with rain, echoing with thunder up and down the sodden, sullen, sky. The yard is ankle deep or deeper where water will not...	1,216	1	0	Aug 2007	Aug 2007	Apr 28
Cover me with labels I sit in a steamy afternoon and ponder who I am and how I got here. Why do I care? Usually I don't but now and then I want to understand the me that...	1,007	0	0	Aug 2007	Aug 2007	Apr 20
After today's storm A rainbow and a palm tree reflected in a puddle in the supermarket parking lot caught my eye, pulling it up from some dismal internal consultation to...	1,103	2	0	Aug 2007	Aug 2007	Apr 28
Flaming out at Sunrise Sunrise is getting later and later as the world shifts and turns on its axes, tilting its way into tomorrow. An interesting side effect of this is tha...	1,236	1	0	Aug 2007	Aug 2007	Apr 26
Words are what I have ... How do people communicate? Not well. That is proven a thousand times a day. Words gone awry, misunderstood. Worse yet, misused, aimed like cudgels...	1,031	3	0	Aug 2007	Aug 2007	May 3
Heart "fight" a year ago today... How did it get to be Friday? I hadn't quite finished with the rest of the week yet! Having an official holiday in the middle of the week always seems...	1,123	1	0	Aug 2007	Aug 2007	Apr 29
Sticks and stones and words I have had reason, in the last twenty four hours to give some thought to what constitutes an apology. If someone causes harm either inadvertently o...	1,113	1	0	Aug 2007	Aug 2007	May 1
Surviving Tuesday. I drove home in the rain today. Real rain, heavy, sheeting down to bar the view of the roadway. Too hard, by far, to be pushed aside by even the fas...	856	0	0	Jul 2007	Jul 2007	Apr 22
Explaining myself - an entry directed outward Perhaps, if despite having a degree in English, my words are totally incomprehensible, you are applying the wrong yardstick. This is a blog. Whe...	1,081	1	0	Jul 2007	Jul 2007	Apr 22
Being real Drink me, eat me up whole with not so much as a burp to mark my passing. Words strung like coloured lanterns mark the wanderings of a soul, most unrem...	931	0	0	Jul 2007	Jul 2007	Apr 26
Just plain wrong! All the elements are there. Everything is assembled and the first mix down is complete. Just the final touches, adding the theme music and this thing...	863	0	0	Jul 2007	Jul 2007	Apr 22

Midday Monday Musings Love it when I can be alliterative without working at it. I have spent the last couple of hours listening to and judiciously editing an interview abo...	821	0	0	Jul 2007	Jul 2007	Apr 21
Feeling a need... I feel a poem coming on, although it could be just incipient indigestion, and I have already posted a couple today so I can come quietly to the world...	910	0	0	Jul 2007	Jul 2007	Apr 28
Looking inside is always a surprise I made a commitment to myself when I started this blog. Basically a commitment to write. To let go of all the coils and curlicues of life that I usu...	843	0	0	Jul 2007	Jul 2007	Apr 20
A crash in the night... Someone just threw a rock through my bedroom window. I heard nothing before or after the smash, no running steps, no voices. The why is as much a qu...	1,138	1	0	Jul 2007	Jul 2007	May 2
The view from the edge Just showered skin sheened and slick with fresh made sweat, sun doing its best to pull moisture into the air to make its thunderstorms. The taste of...	1,157	1	0	Jul 2007	Jul 2007	Apr 26
When words are all we have... Coming home this evening, I looked to the north. The clouds were an astounding mix of lavender and grey surrounding the thrust of the tower of the cem...	810	0	0	Jul 2007	Jul 2007	Apr 23
Not the best way to begin... The day started with pain. A deep twisting cramp that doubled back upon itself, once, twice, again and left me to practise what I occasionally preach...	861	0	0	Jul 2007	Jul 2007	Apr 26
Shall I sing you a love song? Tell the secrets of the Universe in one fast chorus? What is it we seek so desperately that time cannot move quickly enough to fill our s...	906	0	0	Jul 2007	Jul 2007	May 3
Sunday Symphony continues... The afternoon is full of colours dancing through the bouganvillias in salmon, orange, white, plumbago violet-blue, flamboyants red and yellow,the sun...	935	0	0	Jul 2007	Jul 2007	Apr 24
Rain Dance in the evening Water sheets and slides, down from the clouds, along the ground, skipping and pearling and pooling as it insinuates its tiny floods into each corner....	1,272	2	0	Jul 2007	Jul 2007	Apr 20

Making it through the Week. Another Friday night, another show filled with music and information that ranged from reviews of Astronaut Farmer and The Last Time, to stretching exe...	959	0	0	Jul 2007	Jul 2007	Apr 20
All my yesterdays... I was on my way out through the door yesterday when a reflex reach for my car keys in their designated section of my handbag came up empty. My heart s...	1,062	0	0	Jul 2007	Jul 2007	May 3
Cold on a hot afternoon. I just gave myself a serious brainfreeze! Mango sorbet, soft and succulent , icy cold and golden, so sweet sliding down my throat then my! the instant...	1,082	0	0	Jul 2007	Jul 2007	Apr 25
When I wake up in the morning... I stretch and gaze at the ceiling through the mesh of pale green netting. When I first came back home every mosquito in the neighbourhood sent out an...	1,269	1	0	Jul 2007	Jul 2007	Apr 20
You don't know what you got till it's gone I remember New York amazed me in so many ways when I first moved there. I found it hard to believe that one could not buy codeine without a prescripti...	1,364	0	0	Jul 2007	Jul 2007	Apr 28
Night time is for sleeping, not for mysteries. Something very strange, last night when I went into bed I hit my leg on the corner of the bed...strange because this is the first time in two years th...	1,035	0	0	Jul 2007	Jul 2007	Apr 24
The places that I live. There are six apartments in this complex, several mango trees in the back yard and a profusion of bougainvillia in the front as well as the obligatory...	1,302	1	0	Jul 2007	Jul 2007	Apr 26
Gathering the Elements A year ago I attended an artists' workshop held at Lancaster Great House here in Barbados, one of the ever dwindling plantation main houses that are a...	1,013	0	0	Jul 2007	Jul 2007	May 3
Doing it all myself... I have never understood the appeal of drugs. Oh I smoked pot with my peace corps friends and broke out in huge red itchy patches they called hive...	991	0	0	Jul 2007	Jul 2007	Apr 22
A Bajan greeting (bajan being the contraction of Barbadian) See me here, now! Friday at last. The culmination of a week of research and information gathering, stuff that has been simmering in...	1,004	0	0	Jul 2007	Jul 2007	Apr 22
"People" you meet along the way... I am allergic to cats. My eyes swell, my nose drips, I itch dreadfully for an endless three to four days whenever I meet a new one, and still I have...	1,153	1	0	Jul 2007	Jul 2007	May 2

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