![Roses Grow Within You](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/d3d13c592994215ebd4cc71f27425fce.jpg) |
Warm as soil beneath spring sun
banishing memories of januarys frost
time has not dulled your light
my skin heals
my scars soften
your flowers b..
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![43 With YourName](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/1b447dd3cdd2d912104e5ede2b6bc687.jpg) |
We drifted through the grey stones,Looking left.Looking right.Always looking wrong.43 women with your name lie here,amongst the trim green grass and d..
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![Flying Through Orchids](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/5a6f8e8603708c14f52bad0e4ddf22fd.jpg) |
Flying bloom to bloom,
but no mere dance this faultless path.
You favour puple,
so it seems.
Clover, thistle, orchid, no dream-like drift this ..
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![A Good Shower.](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/18c787587137b60d8dee05aa244ecabf.JPG) |
The thing is Boy,Yes, YES! I did need a shower this morning, and bloody lovely it was.Aye cracking........Let me tell you three things I got just righ..
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![Hell in The Belly of a Flea](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/89e2e8996f28c268991e930bd6bba051.jpg) |
You carried me,
fed me,
but no debt I owe.
Centuries cradled,
King of your dank filth, bearing upon me the power to change a world.
And then ca..
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![Osprey of Threave](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
Old stones weep in the rain
their darkling gaze unblinking
Glowering with ancient pain
of distant glories thinking
Preening Lords arrogant in im..
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![The Wrath of Amaryllis](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/6d930ad105a49d14a76e8d9ffe57ba99.jpg) |
Fierce falls the rain
Summer's spite.
Beats down my wheat
and steals the light.
Like the raging wind
which bends and breaks the tree
The wrath o..
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![The Town](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/2d2cdf926194d8e76e8ee83ad4f1592d.jpg) |
Of all the torments of the north
I hold the wind most grim
Scything the very hope from my heart
tears of ice thrown raging back
to scour my soul
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![Beauty of the Morning](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
She wears the beauty of the morninglike a meadow gently dew-cladsighs of springs fair breezeplay against my cheekas we walk through chalk-rooted..
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![Cup and Ring](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/1d9f72a70e5445be1b6ddb99f30699c7.jpg) |
remy wyatt·Mar 24, 2011Cup and RingCup and RingMy rings made in a circlewere carved in summer warmslowly gowing in the rockwhile our child took..
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