when storm clouds appear
the leading edge of lightning
petrichor a horse
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Gerry Thibeault
aspiring poet working on his first chapbook of poetry...
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me, me, me
when i read back my poetry it screams “me, me, me” on my screen in bold letters and i can’t shut it up — most days, i cannot make any other words out; i want to throttle a thousand versions of the me gone by, i want to throw myself from a figurative balcony, i want to sink a sword into every pen i’ve held
By angela hepworth6 days ago in Poets
𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕜𝕪
✨ Tonight a bright moon in contrast to before dawn when the moon turned red. ✨ “Then God said, “Let there be lights in the firmament of the heavens to divide the day from the night; and let them be for signs and seasons, and for days and years;”. Genesis 1:14 NKJV
By Colleen Waltersabout 5 hours ago in Poets
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