I have not been cast adrift In this life, Like some lone traveller Destined To solitary paths. I am the product Of a Thousand Thousand Loves. And I am Raised up On the shoulders Of Giants. ©Kim Magennis 2017 Advertisements Continue reading 246 tribe
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This is the third and final part of a three-part short story from my growing collection of pieces. It is called: Farmer. complete, it consists of 500 words.
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The queen of the desert rises to deepening shadows. Masterfully self sufficient, savagely independent. Asking no mercy of the burning African Sun. ©Kim Magennis 2015 Continue reading 0027 leopard
His daily visits to the germination chamber were, to him, his most sacred pilgrimage. Continue reading #8sunday 17/03/19 Farmer 02
When all is said and done What is left to fear? What harm What loss What turmoil Is greater Than the Death of Hope? ©Kim Magennis 2016 Continue reading 155 storm tossed
Harvest was always a bittersweet time for H’rald. Contemplating the results of a full growing season was inclined to both gratify and humble him. Continue reading #8sunday 17/03/12 Farmer 01
