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Early Spring Snow

Barbara Harris Leonhard·February 22, 2024

Early Spring Snow written by: Barbara Harris Leonhard @BarbaraLeonhar4 All is gray on our drive to the...

Poetry English

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A Short Tale of Salt and Blood

Sören Heim·June 29, 2023

A Short Tale of Salt and Blood written by: Sören Heim @Lyrik_und_Prosa i cried till i had no...

Poetry English

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Daffodils

Julie Lindsell·April 22, 2023

Daffodils written by: Julie Lindsell Part One Tom blinked. The water filling his eyes reflected the sea...

English Literature

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Narcissus

Julia Townson·April 7, 2023

Narcissus written by: Julia Townson The early morning air pushes away the heaviness of the night with...

English Poetry

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David Crown

Robin Rich·March 29, 2021

David Crown written by: Robin Rich @RRichWords ‘little yellow flags’ he said little people had left them...

English Poetry

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Daffodile Hill

Phyllis Souza·September 18, 2020

Daffodile Hill written by: Phyllis Souza Ernest and Pauline ran off and got married. Two hours later,...

English Literature

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Dying A Little

Ximena Escobar·July 17, 2020

Dying A Little (A Poem For Noah) written by: Ximena Escobar @laximenin Dying a little is the...

Poetry English

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Spring Was Late This Year

Doug Stanfield (Hemmingplay)·November 15, 2019

Saying Goodbye Part XIV Spring Was Late This Year written by: Doug Stanfield (Hemmingplay) @hemmingplay Spring was...

Saying Goodbye Doug Stanfield English Poetry

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All The Daffs Are Dead

J.Ahlberg·May 27, 2017

All the Daffs are Dead written by: J.Ahlberg @anothermadidea The infamous poem I Wandered Lonely as a...

English Featured Post Poetry

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Daffodil On Waking

Joyce Butler·May 11, 2017

Daffodil on Waking written by: Joyce Butler @joycebwriter A light rain kissed my face even though my...

English Poetry

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Grasmere, February 2016

Vicky Loftus·August 9, 2016

Grasmere, February 2016 written by: Vicky Loftus Wandering. The clouds aren’t lonely today They coat the sky,...

English

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I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud ( Daffodils)

Spillwords·April 17, 2016

I wandered Lonely As A Cloud (Daffodils) a poem by William Wordsworth I wandered lonely as a...

Literary Greats Poetry English

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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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