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Treasures

Phyllis P. Colucci·June 30, 2024

Treasures written by: Phyllis P. Colucci @FictionTarot The rose that blooms from the butterfly’s kiss The birds...

English Poetry Featured Post Phyllis P. Colucci

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Winter Embers

Rob Clark·June 24, 2024

Winter Embers written by: Rob Clark @HangryPoet197 You see, it’s not all about the warm squeeze of...

Poetry English

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Flower

Michelle McCarthy·June 22, 2024

Flower written by: Michelle McCarthy Something pure and beautiful was lost Spoilt, suffocated and withered by darkness...

English Poetry

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Autumn on the Beach

Ken Allan Dronsfield·June 3, 2024

Autumn on the Beach A Villanelle Poem written by: Ken Allan Dronsfield @KenKadfield Wild rambling roses of...

English Poetry

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Bloom Above Thorn: a Sonnet

Lou Storey·May 21, 2024

Bloom Above Thorn a Sonnet written by: Lou Storey Our town holds yearly a fine garden tour...

English Poetry

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Sepia Stains

Antonia Wang·May 17, 2024

Sepia Stains written by: Antonia Wang @tuttysan My once rufous lips, now stained in sepia, by the...

English Poetry

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What is Love?

Marius Alexandru·May 14, 2024

What is Love? written by: Marius Alexandru @alexmariusalex Love is more than just an ocean and its...

English Poetry

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Jasmine

McChen A.D. Kanneo·May 6, 2024

Jasmine written by: McChen A.D. Kanneo In quiet grace, she glides, a wisp of smoke in motion,...

Poetry English

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Wildflowers

Talida Barbe·April 20, 2024

Wildflowers written by: Talida Barbe @Tebok_Kai Let wildflowers speak when your words fail to break the dam...

Poetry English

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Regular People

Maria Duszka·April 12, 2024

Regular People written by: Maria Duszka translated by: Ela Kotkowska regular people want to grow strawberries watch...

English Poetry

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Journey Journal

Rob Clark·April 9, 2024

Journey Journal written by: Rob Clark @HangryPoet197 ::HIS PINNED PENMANSHIP:: A Gentleman, indeed but beneath a savage...

Poetry English

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Words For Magic

Carol Shamon·April 5, 2024

Words For Magic written by: Carol Shamon I’m searching for other words for magic Words that don’t...

English Poetry

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I Will Bloom Again

Madeleine Armstrong·March 30, 2024

I Will Bloom Again written by: Madeleine Armstrong @Madeleine_write December: Two blue lines, finally. We squeeze hands,...

Literature English

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Convallaria Majalis

Acelin Kane·March 20, 2024

Convallaria Majalis written by: Acelin Kane @acelinkane In spring and summer Lily of the Valley blooms May...

English Poetry

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Sanu Sharma

Sanu Sharma is a Nepali novelist, short story writer, poet and lyricist. She has published several novels and short story collections, and numerous lyrical works. Her prose sheds light on the struggles of women, girls, and marginalized communities, tackling overlooked familial and societal issues, while her poetry and lyrics capture universal emotions. Her short story collection Ekadeshmaa received widespread acclaim and was shortlisted for the prestigious Madan Puraskar in 2018. Several of her novels and stories have been adapted into audio and visual formats, and her ghazals and lyrics have been set to music by various composers and performed by renowned singers.

Precious Moments by Valli Henry-Boldini

...The little blue jay landed on the windowsill just as Frank’s heart skipped another beat. He looked at her delicate colours and the way she flitted back and forth along the white peeling ledge. She reminded him so much of his wife Emily, as she skipped along the white sandy beach all those years ago.

Emily lay asleep on their bed. Frank watched her from his favourite window seat and smiled. Thirty years had passed and she had remained his destiny.

As the bright morning sunlight burst through the top half of the windowpane and landed on her ashen face, its warmth stirred her from her slumber and she extended her thin arm to block out its penetrating rays...

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