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writingpresence.com
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| | | | | wherewithal do I have the wherewithal to start again the golden cord that leads to heaven from the heart? do you have the herewithal to walk companioning, to this, the blossom-linden? do we have the sharewithal to heed the 'cello thread its mellow, dancing-partner, dearest-fellow? © Kathy Labrum McVittie 26 November 2024 | |
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madhatterpoetry.com
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| | | | | polar bears ride floeson aquamarine surfaceunder faded denim sky;neon sun glows coollyover subarctic ocean'sdarkest cobalt depths. (feel sharp inhale of chillair from looming glacier) cerulean calm of waterbelies danger below...an iceberg submergedcould sink big ship likecold hearts steeled incyan crevasses of hate. * * * * * Meeting the bar at dVerse poets pub, Laura... | |
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writinginnorthnorfolk.com
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| | | | | A stone is a stone.it's reached its final form,it's shrunk, it hasn't grownor gathered any moss, as long as it keeps rolling down an incline of some sort, unaltered, hard, solid, limestone, sandstone, marble, granite, a part of the Earth's crust.Kim M. Russell, 21st April 2025 It's Quadrille Monday at the dVerse Poets Pub, with... | |
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paeansunpluggedblog.wordpress.com
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| | | The Oxbow by Thomas Cole When silence is drowned by brash noise and soundin nature's lap inner peace can be foundif mind wallows in the shallows of din'tis best then to retreat withindawdling by the silvery whispering rivermy burdened heart at quietude quiversbathed in the dappled moonlight she glistensmurmuring lullabies to anyone who would listengentle... | ||
