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awriterintheroom.wordpress.com
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| | | | | Sweat and blood runs; tinged with pride, a sacrifice is made of devotion | |
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| | | | | Image credit; Sander Sammy@Unsplash Mask is donnedBehind blind truth is buriedDebil and destructive bondMask withdrawnUnforeseen anguish unleashedUnhinged without armor onMask crumblesDisguised lies divulge themselvesFrom stirring eyes truth tumbles Sadje's What do you see # 234 I chose a form and subject from Val's Looking at Poems Around theWorld: "3. Ireland: Treochair - An Irish form... | |
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skepticskaddish.com
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| | | | | A Rhopalic Verse Ifeel, often,that crafting poetryis rather transcendent; nevertheless,my very pretentious, supposedly philosophicalwords aren't uniquely enlightening,nor profound, regardlessof earnesthope. Murisopsis' Poetry Scavenger Hunt ForMurisopsis' PSH, I composed the poem above. The prompt was to compose a Rhopalic Verse. | |
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wordsandcoffeewriting.com
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| | | Bubbles floating freely up to the sky, memories spiraling gently under the sky.Chilly morning calm breaks into sun's delight,as cumulus, cotton-ball clouds play in the sky.Warmth hovers in the atmosphere, its glowing love,as cerulean calm paints its melody on the sky. Daylight in dance, a playful canvas for loved ones:a home for buzzing bees and... | ||
