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10. BLOWING IN THE WINDA Chapter by Peter RogersonThe tenth and final episode. |
The first wind of fallA Poem by Moataz El SakkarMy encounter with my favorite wind in the year |
On SufferingA Poem by Robert RonnowI waited too longto mow my lawnbiopsy my lungyet lived long enough, anon,however long is long.Whatever. It's not wrongto count alongwhile busy living... |
Summer & SunshineA Poem by OnlymeThe serenading of theclinking and clankingtinkling of the wind chimes.Singing sweet naturalearth tones ofmelodies inside my ears.Resonating deep down .. |
A Mourning DoveA Poem by JordanJust a little poem about a visitor one rainy day. |
CurtainA Poem by Janep.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px 'Avenir Next'; color: #000000; -webkit-text-stroke: #000000; min-height: 15.0px} p.p2 {ma.. |
Social Events This WeekA Poem by PatrickPinkThe weather has been topsy turvy these days and it brings with it a substantial amount of energy |
1: Dream of FateA Chapter by Angie Diane♥&heart..1 Dream of Fate 10 Years Earlier... Sweat was beading on Selena’s forehead. She tossed and turned in bed. A couple of minutes.. |
My BlueA Poem by Laura KateThe wind is the colour blue |
Tea in the Rose AltarA Story by SleiffyUnknown place; unknown time; a young man and a bit of nature |
T H E B I G L I F TA Poem by anthony blakeTHE WRATH OF UNCERTAIN SKIES |
Her Heart Blows In The WindA Poem by KATHY SUE SILLSLost love |
AncestorsA Poem by PandaPeacefulUpon thatwillow treeI find myancestorscarved in,It wastranquilWind~interlockingwith strandsof my brown hair,I whispernonsense,hoping m.. |
Christmas is approachingA Story by Kathy Van KurinJust a drive home one night in December of 2017 and still had my fur buddy, Violet. This is about the tiny little blessings we miss if we blink and ar.. |
hymn to ApolloA Poem by Michael R. Burchhymn to ApollobyMichael R. Burchsomething of sunshine attracted my ias it lazed on the afternoon sky,golden,splashed on the easel of god . . .what,i t.. |
BeckoningA Poem by Michael R. BurchBeckoningby Michael R. BurchYesterday the wind whispered my namewhile the blazing locksof her rampant manelay heavy on mine.And yesterdayI saw the way.. |
All AfterglowA Poem by Michael R. BurchAll AfterglowbyMichael R. BurchSomething remarkable, perhaps ...the color of her eyes... though I forgetthe color of her eyes ...perhaps her hairthe w.. |
InstructionA Poem by Michael R. BurchInstructionbyMichael R. BurchToss this poem asideto the filigree and the wild tideof sunset.Strike my name,and still it is all the same.The onsetof ni.. |