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“ Charting life by the ebb and flow of the tides, sunrise, sunset and the earth’s rotation. ” GEORGIA PINE by Jacqueline Cioffa #earthday2015

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“ Charting life by the ebb and flow of the tides, sunrise, sunset and the earth’s rotation. ”

-GEORGIA PINE by Jacqueline Cioffa

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Tomorrow is #earthday2015.

I plan on hugging a tree, digging in the dirt, planting perennials, going for a walk in the woods, drinking fresh water from the tap, dreaming of a tiny home with a wall of glass on a beach and a lush, edible green garden.

And, to continue to write sagas filled with finite pink quartz, sand granules, crunchy gravel, sustainable gardens built on friendship, second chance love, bougainvillea, magnolia and jasmine sweet scents, acrid rain, coral reefs and the vast hues of nature providing a fresh palette to paint words with the earth’s rich, mystic elements.

The earth plays an inspiring pivotal role and central theme in my life and the make-believe worlds the characters in “The Vast Landscape” and “Georgia Pine” inhabit.

I’m grateful for the dirt, sea, and stable ground I walk upon.

What would you like to do tomorrow? Here on this earth.

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for the love of a dog

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Wouldn’t it be lovely if kindness, loyalty and showers of affection were our biggest faults?

Wouldn’t it though?

It would be awfully, awfully nice.

It is lovely in the company of my shadow.

The spirit animal who teaches me patiently and without judgement

the crazy curious inexplicable mystery that is uncomplicated love.

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For one glorious moment I forget, all the exhausting complicated human parts.

I’m free. On the walk.

I don’t care how I look on the outside,

neither does she.

Unknown

Rear-ended

Automatic

I am no different.

I am so very different from before.

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Oddities of a world, in free fall.

Every thing is change. 

The Vast Landscape.

Perspective.

Flux.

Gotta keep up. 

 

So they say.

Who are they?

Tinnitus.

Hush now.

Walking away. 

Different.

 

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Put a Sock In It

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I watched On the Road this week-end, and wanted to pack a bag, just go. I felt the itch crawling up and down my spine. Creative freedom at its maximum. Those boys drove sex, drugs and beats into the cemented streets, like hot gum melted in tar. I did not realize the  date, 1950. Artistic exploration came early. I recognized a small piece of me on-screen. The struggle to break free, societal tradition I have no use for. I long to grow,  experience, to see. Take to the open road to discover all the things I cannot know. The curious fever, planted perhaps before conception. Drawn west, the beat boys only reinforce the pull. The 90’s were my pinnacle, the height of exploration. Music dominated my world, words, places I’d visit, which stories were told. Long before my existence, there was longing. Long after, the insatiable search for truth will remain. I’ll go west someday, before I leave this place. Stopping from time to time, to take in earth’s majestic beauty, refuel and recover. The spirit tells me don’t give in, never stop, ask the questions, challenge the beliefs, embedded. Freedom, the truest form of self-love. On the road, there is much to know.

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