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Crescendo

Alan David Gould·May 15, 2024

Crescendo written by: Alan David Gould A 60-cycle hum vibrates the motionless air Sprinklers blanket the green...

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The Storm

Bruce Levine·March 30, 2024

The Storm written by: Bruce Levine @brucelevine19 Rain spattered on the window pane Making patterns like geometric...

A New Day

Brittany Benko·February 8, 2024

A New Day written by: Brittany Benko It’s a new day The sun has started to rise...

English Poetry

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Last Shred

Margaret Karim·January 22, 2024

Last Shred written by: Margaret Karim As the sun rises On a new day The wind shifts...

Poetry English

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Some Day

PR Hebert·December 27, 2023

Some Day written by: PR Hebert Sitting on the patio of my old adobe house in a...

English Poetry

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Remembrance Day

Alex Andy Phuong·January 27, 2022

Remembrance Day written by: Alex Andy Phuong Each new day Might contain remembrance Which is different from...

Poetry English

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A Brand New Day

Bruce Levine·December 7, 2021

A Brand New Day written by: Bruce Levine @brucelevine19 Passing days as winter sets in Diminishing light...

Poetry English Featured Post

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The Final Glow

Robbie Pruitt·October 7, 2021

The Final Glow written by: Robbie Pruitt @robbiepruitt In evening’s final glow we sit and watch the...

Poetry English

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Ray of Hope

Namrata Sood·May 21, 2021

Ray of Hope written by: Namrata Sood As the morning ushers in a new day A ray...

Poetry English

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A New Dawn

Reena Mahay·March 25, 2021

A New Dawn written by: Reena Mahay A new twilight, a new spark, a new charm, a...

English Poetry

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A New Dawn

Diana Menezes·February 4, 2021

A New Dawn written by: Diana Menezes Despair watched me weep, While Distress knocked on my door....

Poetry English

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Picture This – The River

Jacqueline Mead·January 28, 2021

Picture This – The River written by: Jacqueline Mead @Jackiem158 Dawn has broken, the Sun has risen...

English Poetry

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Dying of The Night

Wayne Jermin·January 2, 2021

Dying of The Night written by: Wayne Jermin @waynejermin In the silence of the morning, As the...

English Featured Post Poetry

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Rejuvenate

Glynn Sinclare·August 20, 2020

Rejuvenate written by: Glynn Sinclare @chitanclare Diminish our negative thoughts Let us rise high. Love covets love,...

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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