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Garden of GoldA Story by MilaWhere do our secrets go when they appear? What happens to them when they are told? |
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The GardenA Book by [email protected]A Romantic Love Story set a the turn of the 20th Century. |
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ALIVEA Poem by Meagan ByingtonWe are but a continuous seed in the garden of life. Perhaps Death, Sleep, then Heaven? Perhaps Death, Sleep, a New Life? |
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Pink DropsA Poem by jess foremanin love |
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BlossomA Poem by MaskedthoughtsA poem about transitioning from your younger self into your older self. The feelings that come with the uncertainty ofall the new firsts. The way your.. |
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The Scientific Way To Do MathematicsA Poem by Robert RonnowAs air and leaf litter are substrate for the bird.And what makes a human. Separation from the substrate.Believing the substrate and the subject are se.. |
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BlackbrushA Poem by Robert RonnowBlackbrush�" -- Coleogyne ramosissimathe dominant understory shrubin the pinyon-juniper canyons.Mountain-mahogany�" -- Cercoca.. |
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To Fail WellA Poem by Robert RonnowFowl meadow grass �"-- Glyceria striata -- �"the striationson the lemma. Drooping rachisa weeping willow of a grass.Recurring .. |
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Adnate to the FunicleA Poem by Robert RonnowAccepting aloneness, incomplete solitude, imperfect rest. The gardenwasted, pumpkin patch planted late, potatoes untasted left in ground.A thousand.. |
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Take the Ripe PlumA Poem by Robert RonnowHow far from nature and life it isthe gray clouds, airplanes in themthe night cooing and pigeons roostingSirma's garden gone to roses and seed .. |
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This Summer, As EverA Poem by Robert RonnowThis summer, as ever, there's much to do.But only one or two things I want to do.I told Alan that, like him, I'm never bored.But today, like a teenage.. |
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The little flowerA Poem by CA Anurag SharmaFirst part of the series of my conversation with the little flower.... why is there so much divide |
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The little flower 2- Who created this divide?A Poem by CA Anurag SharmaGender, religion, region, color.... there is so much divide that we have forgotten our actual identity. |
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GardenA Poem by ZDMusgroveJust a little poem I found in one of my notebooks thought I might share it. |
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Sacred GardenA Poem by Healing StarCreating in this slowly dropping off new moon energy. |
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Community GardenA Poem by Alexa TaschWater the roses day by day Cut all their thorns away away Paint on their color to stay to stay But what com.. |
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Smiling daffodilsA Poem by Gerry LegisterDaffodils looking up to the sky are rare and sublime |
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Ears of the MouseA Poem by YouoweYoupayI can't write. |
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