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poetrybymaggiewatson.uk
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| | | | | (written March 2024) Photo by NEOSiAM 2024+ on Pexels.com My body craves release fromwinter's harshsting, for though it is spring,the cold air still chillsmy bones.Bathe me in sunlight so I canfeel its warm embraceon my skin.And, as golden rays caress me,I shall drown in an ocean of bliss. Copyright © 2024 Ephemeral EncountersAll Rights Reserved | |
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astridetal.com
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| | | | | Hi everyone. Today, in her Sunday Poser, Sadje asks us how we've changed, personality-wise, as we've grown up. The first way in which I'm far different from what I was like as a teen, is my self-expression. I am much, much more open about myself and my inner world than I was when I was... | |
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lifeafter50forwomen.com
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| | | | | Image credit; Derek Mack@Unsplash Here's my response to Sadje's 'What do you see?' photo prompt. You can find her full post by clicking on this ... Field of red, by Britta Benson | |
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skepticskaddish.com
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| | | A two-person 'Rengay' By Jan and David jh- a praying mantis biting the twin-like head off its only lover db- in the vicar's trembling hands a mass for the dying priest jh- petrified saviour watching crumbling creation decaying planet db- deep in human flesh one single cell's fading spark mirrors galaxies jh- tidal wave hits... | ||
