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Let’s let go | I Rhyme Without Reason
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I write for the same reason I breathe - because if I didn't, I would die.". I Rhyme Without Reason. I live in words. Let’s let go. July 19, 2015. August 2, 2016. By Vinay Leo R. Written as part of Set The Challenge #7 and Wordplay #8 at A Prompt Each Day. And shared with The Tuesday Platform at Imaginary Garden with Real Toads. And with Poetry Pantry at Poets United. Image Source: Hourglass by Michael Himbeault (via Wikimedia Commons). Let’s let go. Tick-tock, tick-tock, the clock ticks on now. Nice mirr...
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Bonsoir Mémé et le Pépé, Bonsoir | ZoralinQ
https://rkgaron.wordpress.com/2015/07/12/bonsoir-meme-et-le-pepe-bonsoir
The Tale of Angelica’s Bull Fight. Sophie’s Birthday Haiku(s) …An Age of Grace →. Bonsoir Mémé et le Pépé, Bonsoir. Curtain risesboth are getting into bed). Mémé: I’m not asking you to cheat. Turning over, back to Pépé). Pépé: I refuse to participate, in the choices they make,. Can’t you see, Just let it be! He does the same and turns over. Now both are lying back to back). Mémé: Get off your arse then, and turn off the light! There ain’t nothing right… left to be seen this night. Mémé: You want to fight?
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Sophie’s Birthday Haiku(s) …An Age of Grace | ZoralinQ
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Bonsoir Mémé et le Pépé, Bonsoir. Melting A Dandelion’s Heart →. Sophie’s Birthday Haiku(s) …An Age of Grace. Piece of green pepper. Off the wooden salad bowl:. Water in a bottle. From the spring through clean pipes. Leading to the pond. She loves me she loves me not. Pluck the Sacred Crop. A monk’s bowl haircut of brown. Darkness on the pond. White in morning sun. It is a short path. Through the woods on my way home. Sun shines on my door. Click to share on Google (Opens in new window). I especially lov...
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BEGUILED – random rants ruminations ramblings
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Random rants ruminations ramblings. Different times, different thoughts. August 13, 2015. May 5, 2016. It once came across an angel. Subtle, sweet, ethereal. It followed her and took flight. Her wings taking them into the distance. It once came across a witch. Hooked nose and crooked teeth. But with soul as dark as that of the devil. Capturing it, into the night she too vanished. Her broom taking them on her way. Tormented over many moons. Recast in its shell. Deceived, perplexed and in denial. Funny how...
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Poetry Sunday-Summer Memories – Living From Happiness
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Inspired by change, challenge and creativity. July 19, 2015. Written by Donna Donabella. Lazy days beneath the leaves,. Soft rain falling, feel the warm breeze. Shouts of joy, blooms of gold,. Dreams of childhood; tales to be told. When finally in my older days,. These are the summer memories that never will fade. Now in retirement, I am beginning to enjoy those days again, and trying to find that ease of summer days from my many childhood summer memories. I am joining in with Poets United. A few additio...
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