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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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charmedchaos.com
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| | | | | Though men have tried to tame her And others have tried to keep Her heart locked up in a boxShe'll never abstain for she will dance nude in summer rains~So if you love her, Remember her nameShe, a Wildling Gypsy Rose dVerse Poets Pub: Quadrille #96 Wild Monday | |
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judydykstrabrown.com
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| | | | | The Prayer of the FirstAstronaut Poet There is no Wifi in space and so I send my words out into the Universe hoping that each syllable will emit a ray somehow connected to all my other syllables, and if quantum entanglement is right, they will one day find each other again. For the diverse Poets... | |
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theelephantstrunk.org
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| | | Written for dVerse Poets Pubwhere our host, Punam, asksus to write a quadrille basedon the theme "I Protest". Image by Me & Gemini "I'm fine," she said,then said it twice more ....a tidy protestagainst a truthsitting quietly in her chest.She laughed too fast,smiled too wide,insisting so hard, so often,the whole muted room beganto wonder what,exactly,... | ||
