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Leve-tôt (vrrr)

zen·September 8, 2017

Leve-tôt (vrrr) written by: Zen @simplyzen80 The curious fly approaches my cup of coffee It lands on...

English Poetry

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The Verdant Euphony

Sonny Temblor·August 28, 2017

The Verdant Euphony written by: Sonny Temblor @Sonry.Oruego28 The smell of shelves / the stark intunes /...

English Poetry

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Purple Trees And Golden Hills

Gayl Wright·July 21, 2017

Purple Trees and Golden Hills written by: Gayl Wright @GaylWright Purple trees clamor amid high clouds Golden...

Poetry English

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Imaginary World

Any1mark·July 5, 2017

Imaginary World written by: Any1mark @any1mark66 I weave a tapestry Sounds of glee Priceless trinkets Precious memories...

Poetry English

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Wave Right Back

Luiz Syphre·June 15, 2017

Wave Right Back written by: Luiz Syphre @poetandkids Mason is looking at messages on his phone with...

Literature English

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Travel (Direction Sign)

Nidhi Gupta·May 22, 2017

Travel (Direction Sign) written by: Nidhi Gupta @nidhi13cs Light path going to heaven cinnamon sprinkled around Pathway...

English Poetry

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She Combs Pink Planets…

Matthew Goff·March 24, 2017

She combs pink planets… written by: Matthew Goff She combs pink planets through her hair Galaxy girlfriend...

English Poetry

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Dreams Are Made

Jose A. Tovar·February 16, 2017

Dreams Are Made written by: Jose A. Tovar Dreams are made Of that amorous intoxicating substance That...

English Poetry

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IMAGINATION

La Fata Morgana·January 1, 2017

IMAGINATION written by: La Fata Morgana @lafatamorgana_ What kind of human allegory are we looking for? This...

Poetry English

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Of My Poetry (I would say)

sidonamarie·November 3, 2016

Of My Poetry (I would say) written by: sidonamarie @sidonamarie of my poetry I would say— the...

English Poetry

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Pocket Full Of Pennies

Beth Tremaglio·September 20, 2016

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: This is a glimpse into a child’s world. Thank you for reading this piece....

Voices on Skin Beth Tremaglio Poetry English Featured Post

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The Sandbox the Swing and the Fall

Don Knowles·July 13, 2016

The Sandbox the Swing and the Fall written by: Don Knowles @DonKnowles3 At times I can flash back...

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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