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Writing your thoughts
will require some tools.
You, the Writer is expected
to follow the rules,
unless you're in Poetic mode
and willing to act as Fools.
Satisfaction, can be found,
if you avoid mental duels,
of being correct
or breaking the rules.
AKA, poetic license.

Where has our love gone?
Is it missing now
or just hidden away?
If you search,
you will find
the missing love
you left behind.

"....unlike many infections that strike within hospitals, the federal government doesn’t require hospitals to report cases of NVHAP. As a result, few hospitals understand the origin of the illness, track its occurrence, or actively work to prevent it, the experts said." Read more

"City lights that blaze all night are profoundly disrupting urban plants’ phenology – shifting when their buds open in the spring and when their leaves change colors and drop in the fall........... nighttime lights are lengthening the growing season in cities, which can affect everything from allergies to local economies"..... Read more

Cross were the words
flowing over her lips.
Sharp was her tongue,
sharp as a knife.
Waxen the wings,
beware the strife,
for you'll never know,
she is your wife.

For all I ask,
for all I see,
for all I want,
is a mystery.

How do you know,
you can't remember,
if your memory is gone?

NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:

It's northern noctilucent cloud season. Composed of small ice crystals forming only during specific conditions in the upper atmosphere, noctilucent clouds may become visible at sunset during late summer when illuminated by sunlight from below. Noctilucent clouds are the highest clouds known and now established to be polar mesospheric clouds observed from the ground. Although observed with NASA's AIM satellite since 2007, much about noctilucent clouds remains unknown and so a topic of active research. The featured image shows expansive and rippled noctilucent clouds wafting over Paris, France. This year, several northern locations are already reporting especially vivid displays of noctilucent clouds.

Photo by Bertrand Kulik

#saratogapassage

Red the sky.
A grey dawn.
It was early,
so, I yawned.
Why do I rise
in the early morn,
when I'm not sleeping
a mind forlorn?
I worry about her
who worries about
everything and me.
Her life is fading away
as my old bones,
began to fray.

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....."Taking the work and the knowledge and the discoveries of those that came before you. And, in your life time, you are going to move it forward in ways no one could have imagine. And you’re not going to get all the way. And that’s OK. Because without your effort, humanity is never going to get there...."Read more