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cold pane catching each small flake
breath fogs the glass
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Hi By Kathy Tsoukalas
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A crow’s shadow illuminated the moon, Flying past the space above the trees - Leaving me where I couldn’t see. The night held still, playing an altered tune.
By Kathy Tsoukalas4 months ago in Poets
I always try to time it perfectly. A quick peek out the window tells me we haven’t missed our moment. — I wrap you in my dressing gown
By Sandy Gillman2 days ago in Poets
Verse 1 Dust on my boots and fear in my chest The sun’s sinking low putting me to the test The wind carries warnings I’m not ready to hear
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warriorabout 4 hours ago in Poets
My annus horribilis Rushing to get my six-and-a-half-year-old daughter ready, I grabbed our coats; we were meeting a friend and her thirteen-year-old twins for a lunch and cinema date.
By Chantal Christie2 days ago in Humans
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