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Sheep in the field.

Sheep in the field.

There was sheep in the field
Not a surprise.
Rueful look at the dog
Sorry , not this...

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The Nomadic

The Nomadic

For years I've traveled countless miles
Seeing all the unscreened and unfiltered views
........

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‘Eye-spy’ Crusading Camels?

‘Eye-spy’ Crusading Camels?

‘Fresh as a daisy’ ramblers
Glimpse in my window
As they wander on by
The speediness...

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Moonlight Stroll ❤️

Moonlight Stroll ❤️

Wasn’t it wonderful to walk in the moonlight
We were in awe when we heard the Owl
Hoot...

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Hot & Sweaty ?

Hot & Sweaty ?

Layered up like an onion
I braved the Arctic chill
Dressed up like an Eskimo
Looking...

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Lost Girl

Lost Girl

In solitude, dampened mood of excess thoughts,
Despair, unfair as it is, distraught.
Taught...

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Walk on by

Walk on by

What do you say to someone you’ve just met?
Someone you knew you connected with, instantly.
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www.geocaching.com?

www.geocaching.com?

Everywhere in the world
There are hidden treasures
Just waiting to be found
...

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Somewhere Out There

Somewhere Out There

There's a dirt road
We'll follow it forever
At the end is hope
Or so the folktales say...

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Distant wanderer

Distant wanderer

These flowers, scented roses are Devine,
a white one, red as blood, here is the thorn.
All...

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My moorland stroll

My moorland stroll

Lazily loitering amongst the bracken on the moors
Suns rays shining...

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WHY TAKE THE CAR ?

WHY TAKE THE CAR ?

The lights of the cars reflect and dazzle my eyes
All lined up in a row it's hardly a surprise...

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Under Blue Berkshire Skies

Under Blue Berkshire Skies

Stevie, we were free,
Stevie, you and me,
On that golden day,
Was it ’68?
The...

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A Walk Of Faith

A Walk Of Faith

Today as I walked along I had a doubt creep ever so shyly into my mind
About the nature of men and...

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SHATTERED ON TURN BEACH

SHATTERED ON TURN BEACH

SHATTERED ON TURN BEACH
The bombs are on their way.
We have about four minutes if
we...

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In his sleep

In his sleep

In his sleep,
He writes the matter
What ways, I come again
The world has no shortages...

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L A Fitness

L A Fitness

Every weekday morning at 4:40, I get into my car;
And drive three miles to L A Fitness, away not...