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Litha
Full, fertile glow, swelling summer moon, tastes of suckled honey 'round the lea low. Litha wings bud, like breasts on humans breech, joining her are sisters, braiding floral wreaths; crowning of the sunrise, as old lyrics ring, holding hands Light dances, her dew breath moistly sings. Ripe, the fairies frolic, then kiss the earth below, without their spirits blessing solstice dares not flow. ~ Glad Midsommar ~
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)2 years ago in Poets
Specific
In the hush of twilight's gentle embrace, A solitary oak stands with ancient grace. A testament to time, rooted in the land.
By Abbas2 years ago in Poets
Stay
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With No Due Respect. Content Warning.
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By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
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There’s something in the way you breathe; Drawing in respiration like a wave pulling back from the shore. No sign of relief, no noticeable exhale.
By Hyde Wunderli 2 years ago in Poets
The beauty of love
You shower me with affection. You brought me laughter. You have taught me how to love. You kept my heart safe. All my future dreams
By Gloria Penelope2 years ago in Poets
Vocal Media
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By JoyJunkie2 years ago in Poets
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Do you see the person I am inside? The creature fearful of your deviant lies, Do you see the pain I hide, The agony hidden with smiles and sighs,
By Hazel Steele2 years ago in Poets
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By Hazel Steele2 years ago in Poets
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By Kingsley Gomes, PhD.2 years ago in Poets
Not Going To Stop Me
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By Carol Ann Townend2 years ago in Poets