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writinginnorthnorfolk.com
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| | | | | Darkness is the murkwhere monsters lurk,the black gulp of skyin the depths of night,when no stars glistenand no moon listens.It's the silent smotherunder the coverwhen you get it in your headthat something's under the bed. Kim M. Russell, 27th May 2024 Image by Annie Spratt on Unsplash This Quadrille Monday at the dVerse Poets Pub... | |
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violetslentz.home.blog
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| | | | | A Quadrille is a piece of formed poetry exactly 44 words in length. This one is written in response to a prompt on dVerse Poets Pub. I tell people the love I had with you has spoiled me for all others.But the truth isthe memories I cling toare but the fabricationsof an aging womanwho will... | |
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melissalemay.wordpress.com
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| | | | | Pixabay I am the Milky Way, a road pavedof stars and mythical gods, mother's milk.I am the speck in my mother's eye,an apple seed, veins of a tree,and water that travels to its leaves.I am the strand of spider's web,and I am spinning it; I am covered in dew droplets.I am a cat playing with,... | |
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