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poetrybymaggiewatson.uk
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| | | | | (written March 2024) Photo by NEOSiAM 2024+ on Pexels.com My body craves release fromwinter's harshsting, for though it is spring,the cold air still chillsmy bones.Bathe me in sunlight so I canfeel its warm embraceon my skin.And, as golden rays caress me,I shall drown in an ocean of bliss. Copyright © 2024 Ephemeral EncountersAll Rights Reserved | |
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wordsandcoffeewriting.com
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| | | | | lemonade summer sherbet sunshine overhead bare feet on cut grass The past week was chaotic as we wrapped up the semester. Between the emails, grading, meetings, late student work, extra emails from panicked students about their excessive late work, and everything else, I didn't really have a chance to sit and just enjoy a moment... | |
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| | | | | Image credit: Heather Griesbach | Pixabay milkweed flares bloom nurtured in green leaf shade- mortal chrysalis * small bugs and insects sip rainy season drizzles fuelling for takeoff * first firefly flight awakens many a sparkle bioluminescent *A sparkle is a group of fireflies In response to Colleen Chesebro's #TankaTuesday: 24 Seasons Syllabic Poetry Challenge,... | |
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hytsdaily.com
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| | | (written August 2024) A train of thought, carriages of emotionstravelling along the tracks of our mind.Alighting at stations named "if", "but" or maybe.The reason why the mind chooses these stations isa mystery.Are these places in history etched on amap so deeply ingrained?Railroads of the past hold nothing morethan the echoes of long ago.Yet a loudspeaker... | ||
