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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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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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madhatterpoetry.com
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| | | | | polar bears ride floeson aquamarine surfaceunder faded denim sky;neon sun glows coollyover subarctic ocean'sdarkest cobalt depths. (feel sharp inhale of chillair from looming glacier) cerulean calm of waterbelies danger below...an iceberg submergedcould sink big ship likecold hearts steeled incyan crevasses of hate. * * * * * Meeting the bar at dVerse poets pub, Laura... | |
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dversepoets.com
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| | | Happy Monday, dVerse poets, and welcome to the pub, which is now open! It's Kim from Writing in North Norfolk bringing you the Quadrille, when we take any meaning of one word and transform it into 44 poetic words. Today, I want you to write a poem ofexactly44 words (not counting your title), including the... | ||
