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Elizabeth Moura 16h
don’t be right or left be centered in the green earth one with the blue sea you are part of all that is responsible for all
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awaiting rain 18h
again not knowing the way through with joy the snow garden sings
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awaiting rain 6h
the apples sleep on the sill one two three moon jewels of my afterlife
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Eve Castle Sep 19
I didn’t listen now, I can’t recall his voice I was just a girl my father was a kind man I do remember his heart listen
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Jane Dougherty Sep 21
why the stars the moon the murmuring trees the blackbird in the hedge why the sun sets in such splendour the answer is—listen
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John Wisdom Sep 17
-rows-of-wire all along the telephone wires the iridescence of multi-colored pigeon necks
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Lee Jackson 29m
large clouds billow over Galway Bay a boat with white sails bobs on the still water washed in slate blue light
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Out of the Blue 13h
Brimming over with light the moon totters lopsidedly and spills out.
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Elizabeth Moura 19h
cat dancers spring on the sweet world love them well little people faithful unto death
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Eric Liu Sep 20
my dream hanging at the edge of twilight the Buddha statue adjusts its shadow
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John Wisdom Sep 21
the mirror a four-cornered little god silver and exact I have looked at it so long it’s part of my heart
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Out of the Blue Sep 19
She planted her garden to mimic the soft starred sky liquorice and lamb's ears with their silvery leaves of furred and felted down.
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Elizabeth Moura 19h
hey, do you ever wonder what there is left to use to plug the holes made by madmen and their friends but come up with nothing good
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Jane Dougherty 18h
in the field beyond the hedge a hunter shoots here beneath the trees a hare rummages unconcerned
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SixWordSlinger Sep 21
peat smoke activating deep ancestral memories
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Chen-ou Liu 15h
the broken ladder to my childhood tree house I climb down from my midsummer dream to realities on the ground
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Dunglish Sep 21
In our garden We sow Nurture Harvest Memories of love
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Eric Liu Sep 21
all the blame in those last words -- burning embers I want to smother Mary Kendall
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Michael Robert Lawrence Sep 21
A kiss from the sun Smoldering in love Burning away darkness Branding truth Into my soul ✍️
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Lee Jackson Sep 21
the sea is choking on a thick plastic soup beneath the waves that lap the feet of people paddling in the low tide
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