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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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writingpresence.com
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| | | | re-wilding behold the contours of thy face sculpted from wood - with easy grace - patrician curve of handsome nose; thy eyebrows light; mouth in repose; engaging growth-rings of the tree, a lion mane's vitality: flaming a-fire, banner unfurled, inspiring us to love the world © Kathy Labrum McVittie 1 April 2024 | |
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madhatterpoetry.com
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| | | | Lillian hosts dVerse poets pub where she's serving quadrilles till sunrise. dark cloudgathersover house,heavy weightof self-pitysettles in;crawls intobed withdepression tobrood sombremood;unsettlinghelpless inhabitantswho desire respitebut cannotescapeshadow of"woe-is-poor-me"midnight feeling...unlessfaith dawnsmiraculousat sunrise. | |
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lifeafter50forwomen.com
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| | Welcome back to another WDYS prompt Rules; You can write a post on your blog and create a pingback to link to the original post. Write an original story, poem or a caption. There is no limit to words or format but keep it family-friendly. If you post a response before next Sunday, I will... |