No moon the night no sun the day
between grass and cloud is water light
colours faded old postcard grey.
No sound except the soughing trees
beneath their boughs the caged birds lick
their wounds and huddle waiting
for time to tick and tock
in the pock of raindrops
for the numbing ache of fear and foodlessness
to stop.
Assembling the Jigsaw of a Febrile Imagination
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i think therefore i write
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Never back down 🔱⚔️
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Mad woman from mediocrity, muses.
Canadian Zen Haiku canadien ISSN 1705-4508
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Poetry of a changing Earth. The grief is real--so is the hope.
Inspiring others through the written word, fictional blurbs & documenting my writing process from scratch.
occasional musings of an itinerant seanchaí polishing his craft online
The Things That Are In My Head.
offbeat words for you...
Just writing what's on my mind
AS HUMILDES OPINIÕES DE UMA MULHER DE CORAGEM QUE DIZ SIM À VIDA!
poetry with a touch of whimsy
My journey through photography
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Philosophy is all about being curious, asking basic questions. And it can be fun!
Not a literary magazine for ordinary times, but a journal for an exceptional one. Writing the pandemic, together. Image, Somewhere in Time by Hengki Lee: Instagram @hengki_lee
Jane Dougherty Writes 
So horrible 💜
Pathetic 😦
Yes 💜
So sad
It is.
The weather intensifies the mood. (K)
Gets me down.
Yes. Too much grey clouds the mind as well as the sky.
At least in the sky the grey serves a function.
Some assert animals do not have the same emotions as humans. Bah! You brought this out so well it hurts.
No one could deny it who has seen a cow crying and running after the calf that’s being carted away from her before it can even stand.
Yes.
The meeting of a horrible situation with bad weather really puts one down.
It does!