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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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| | | | | This is the twenty-first part of a fiction serial, in 797 words. While they were eating that night, Gwen was chatty. The food was really good, and Jenny had her first ever taste of wine. It was sharper than the fruit drinks she had been used to, but she immediately noticed how it relaxed her.... | |
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| | | This week Colleen gives us the writing invitation to experiment with the renga form:"The month of April is ending, and it's time for #TankaTuesday's 24 Seasons Syllabic Poetry challenge. This week, the invitation is to try the renga form, creating a cooperative poem with alternating stanzas. A chance to get creative and have fun!"Colleen has... | ||