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wordsandcoffeewriting.com
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| | | | | The escape to tranquility,to waters rushing and still,to the calm of spacewhere water meets sky:the unspoken whisperof past and futureblurred into one present.Alive in tree roots,polished rocks and wrinkled pine needles,the landscape revitalizesdead souls,calls home life's warmth,and echoes a hopethat reverberatesunder my rib cage. I wrote this poem for the Wea've Written Weekly prompt #167.... | |
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reinventionsreena.wordpress.com
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| | | | | Welcome back! Before we proceed with the next prompt, allow me to highlight Aishwarya's brilliant contribution to last week's prompt. i know not of a day,when blooming wasn't an option,into the blue skies,the gust of zephyr takes flight,resplendent as the,kites that forage from morning -till dusk takes light-into vastness of this universe bright.the empire rises... | |
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mariamikayla.wordpress.com
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| | | | | Sadje invites us to join What do you see # 238 prompt Image credit; Leon Contreras @ Unsplash For the visually challenged reader, this image shows many lanterns floating into the night sky. Some are nearby are more visible than others which are far away. Much like the lanterns that light up the night skyYou,... | |
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lifeafter50forwomen.com
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| | | We have lost the key that opens Locked doors of sensitivity and care Our concern is just centered upon us It's just me.... me ...... and only me! When we need sympathy, we expect others To give us a shoulder to cry on, a hand to hold But when others are in trouble, we don't... | ||
