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Where The Wild Horses Roam
Where The Wild Horses Roam written by: Sunmy Brown @SolidadEDConSul The pastures still with serenity Colts and...
The Scene From Our Window
The Scene From Our Window written by: Beverley Joughin-Robson The dark-green, feathered baubles line Or gather along...
The Fool
The Fool written by: Cyril Giraud Let the wind bristle through your hair, Chanting songs of the...
Return From Space
Return From Space written by: Charlie Bottle @CharlieBottle I have returned from visiting space as I clean...
Stubble Fields
Stubble Fields written by: Vipanjeet Kaur @vjpoeticmusings post-harvest mist fills stubble fields from dusk to dawn ...
Wolf Moon
Wolf Moon written by: Ed McConnell @EdJMcConnell Beep… Growing up in the village was fun. The fields,...
Giving The Wild Hare His Voice
Giving The Wild Hare His Voice written by: Lynn Chateau @LynnChateau Run like the wind handsome hare,...
On The Night of Sant Andrew
On The Night of Saint Andrew written by: Patricia Furstenberg @PatFurstenberg Hear the wind hissing like a...
Years of Drought
Years of Drought written by: Jo Curtain Early December. It was three days until our twenty-first wedding...
Wild Horses
Wild Horses written by: Vickie Johnstone @vickiejohnstone She sees horses in the streets, tearing down the tarmac,...
With Each Sip of Ceylon Tea
With Each Sip of Ceylon Tea written by: Mark Tulin @Crow_writer As I drink my black Ceylon...
Locust Hill: Chapter IV
Locust Hill Chapter IV Farm Work written by: Carl Parsons 4.1 After the confrontation with my parents,...
The Layered Grey
The Layered Grey written by: Rando Mithlo Are there days we lose to thought Where even air...
