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Red boat
Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes:
My green pen draws a red boat With a cargo of words in its hold A cargo of shoots and delving roots A floating forest of stories painted All the colours of morning. Red boat on a green sea With blue wind in its sails. On the rim of…
i dreamed of a familiar stranger
Originally posted on Wuji Seshat:
Until one has loved an animal a part of one’s soul remains unawakened. ~ Anatole France We’ve lived our lives and not Seen each other, never met we looked up at the same stars felt the same things, tried to give kindness to strangers oh what an evening it is…
Short sharp sorrow
Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes:
Trying to get the sadness out. A haiku, a short poem, and a tanka. Grief pangs twist the heart Wring tears from vague sentiment A sea to drown in. A child is dead And another and another All someone’s children All my children So many parents’ tears Pour A…
Racing Dawn #tourdefrance #cycling #poetry
Originally posted on penned in moon dust:
? warming up before I pull my steady friend a green Lemonde off the truck bed cinching my helmet snap,snap rolling my neck shoulders anticipating miles of strain my shoes becoming one with my vehicle click, click slow motion forward adjusting gears from last ride muscles groaning over yesterday smile,…
Solutions and Reveal of Ronovan Writes Wordless Haiku Decipher Challenge #2
Originally posted on ronovanwrites:
I first want to thank DazzlingWhimsy for creating this badge for the challenge. ? The Guesses Melting polar caps Take steps for your childrens sake Success though be hard Florence T. of Meanings and Musings Eskimo kisses Melts my ice switching my steps Springing peace beneath Kate of DazzlingWhimsy Ice melts…
let down your hair and be free
Originally posted on Wuji Seshat:
when one’s life is riding on a crest there is no revelry in excess, for the stuff of dreams is what we were built for waves of empty glasses wine of forever lost friends fortune for careless returning i’ll slaughter time. for a second april showers, distant silhouettes time is…
Viv Drewa - The Owl Lady 