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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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jjjinteractivebooks.com
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| | | | | To watch a large white pelican soar to great heightsand arrive in formation among its companions,is a marvel indeed -for its landing is most ungraceful,its disproportionate beakthreatening to plunge the birdinto the water's depths.It is the awkwardnessthat I find most endearing. dVerse Poetics - Maggie Smith and Conversational Mode ofAddress hosted by Sanaa (aka adashofsunny).... | |
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revivedwriter.wordpress.com
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| | | | | The world is in mourning as for an only son:Christ has died in the flesh, has been laid in a tomb. Today is the in-between, before life is seen,Before the holy women find the empty tomb. Today is for pondering this pause, for waiting.In grief or darkness, having faith in the waiting. Thanks to the... | |
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willssunnysideblog.wordpress.com
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