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rugby843.blog
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| | | | | *** A vista of rain soaked drooping garden roses brings to mind the days I planted them, with the hope or maybe it was a promise, they would rise and flourish. The silver droplets ceasing, blurring my sight, as if my aging orbs are not the reason I cannot see clearly through the glass. "The... | |
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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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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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haikufromjrichards.wordpress.com
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| | | I send my words into the sky Watch them rhyme and then fly. I close my eyes and feel the air Forgotten words lost without care. I take the letters in my hand And put them on a poetic stand. I scribe the words on a starlit scroll Watch words take shape as night unfolds.... | ||
