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writinginnorthnorfolk.com
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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pvcann.com
At dVerse Mish is hosting Open Link Night - the night we choose a poem to post. dVerse Poets - OLN Photo: taken July 19, 2025 at 7.20 a.m. Looking east to East Augusta across the Blackwood River. Being WatchedI see teens riding pastrunners of every descriptionan older woman with a frameanother on her gophera... |
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tao-talk.com
image link Aquarium meditation percolates this and that to the surface. One thought leads to another, as thoughts are wont to do. Many times they are about the fish and the way of fish in an aquarium. The thought trail begins as such. One-sided relationships. Me, watching fish in the aquarium. I watch them and... |
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judydykstrabrown.com
Where Have They Gone? Where has it gone, that memory that matched names to faces, attached today to the day of the week by which we call it? Where have they gone- my favorite cape, my car keys and my iPhone, the lid to the butter dish and my reading glasses? Gone with that wind,... |
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