Dried Leaves

Originally posted on Bottled Metaphors:
Sere land which lay aheadWith mayhem of coloursApart from the cactusAnd scorching sun. Phlegmatic sea and stolid wavesSometimes perturbed by tides,Love of the sea wind towards gullsThey embrace…

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We were young once

We were young once “We poets in our youth begin with gladness; But there off in the end despondency and madness.”Wordsworth “Soldiers rest! Thy warfare o’er, Dream of fighting fields no more: sleep… Continue reading →

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Gratitude Journal ©Carolyn Crossley

Originally posted on VIXEN of VERSE:
#gratitude 🎧🍁❤💛🌻💚💚🌻💛❤🍁🎧 I am grateful for the gift of life. I am grateful for the abundance that freely flows through my life. I am able to remain…

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I Just Don’t Care

Originally posted on David Redpath:
I just don’t carewho you followthe stuff that you sayand what you thinkthat you knowIn the deepest despair from way down belowthrough haunted streets I’ve driven that manicand…

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