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Dear Heart
I hear you whispering every time I close my eyes.
From the falling of dusk to the time the sun do arise,
The nights are long and still I lie awake, counting sheep. mais 106 palavras
Wisdom, Wit and Nourishment (Reprise)
Story told to the poet in childhood by her mother
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My mother told me once a tale
A lovely ancient legend of
About a very wealthy man… mais 702 palavras
Here’s the Thing
(Picture art by me)
Looking for a new read? Take the car out for a moonlit drive 🌙 , roll the windows down 🚗 , crank up the jukebox oldies 🎵 , and check out my debut poetry collection… mais 20 palavras
When do you call yourself a writer?
When do we own a label such as “writer”? How much writing do we have to do to achieve this badge?
Identity shifts throughout our lives. mais 264 palavras
