valentina63
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At 12:30 PM on June 16, 1963, Junior Lieutenant Valentina Tereshkova became the first woman to be launched into space. Using her radio callsign “Seagull”, she reported, “I see the horizon. A light blue, a beautiful band. This is the Earth. How beautiful it is! All goes well.” At 8.30 pm on December 20 1963 I was born and unlike the woman I was named after I have happily settled with exploring the inner spaces.
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Journal Entries
Thankyou for feature in RB home page feature
Posted 22 days ago, 26 comments so far.
Thankyou for feature in VAVoom
Posted about 1 month ago, 12 comments so far.
Melanie - the back up singer to the song of my youth
Posted about 1 month ago, 19 comments so far.
THANK YOU for feature on VAVoom
Posted 2 months ago, 11 comments so far.
Writing
Miracles and Dreams
Then / On a cold winter’s night in December 1963, in a semi-rural town deep in the Balkans a young woman, not yet eighteen gave birth to a girl child whilst surrounded by two angelic student nurses…
Milestones
Here we all are / at your son’s twenty first. / It’s good to see you both / even if it is / you with your new partner / and your ex with his. / As we sit here watching a kaleidoscope / o…
Game if you are
As rusty as I’ve been / I still sensed the match begin. / I recognised the sparkle / in the tawny velvet of his eyes, / I heard the playful timbre / in the volley of his words, / I was seduced by …
evidence
We broke the glass you and i / and its hard to know / who let go first / as it passed between my hand and yours / the pieces lay strewn across our hearts / but with the words of one who never takes…
Red again
Below zero to inferno / in one snap of your castanets, / one step of your ruby red shoe upon the dance floor / of a deserted dream, / a tango between your cherry lips and the fever pitch hum / of my…
Eyes of Assisi
Always when your eyes glide over to mine, / you peel away layers of lost years and / sentences left unwritten / wrapped around my throat. As with one exposing breath of a gaze / you reveal me, /…
