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| | | | | Lostin verdant green;The urge to rollin ground cover beds;To settle gentlyin an earthy embrace;Inhale intoxicating scentsthat draw eyelids heavy;Feel the whispering breezelull to sleep;Wake to sunbeamspiercing tree branches;Outshined onlyby contented smile. dVerse Quadrille #201: Poems ofPlace hosted by De Jackson. | |
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| | | | | It was autumn I remember in the dead leaves I dropped the key tragedy I did not forsee | |
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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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| | | I'm tired of being what-aboutedand fraudulently becausedwith words that Other the humanity of entire peoples. You money your lies and unscience facts.You demand that everyone yes you or be formered. You heart nothing, deep-six the light,possible only endings, dark the soul. John Lennon wrote this song in 1971, during the Presidency of Richard Nixon. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rsy6QxXiLKg... | ||
