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by Ben Pickard
My muses are the furrowed fields...
She sends a message
with breath blowing hot and cold...
by Satish Verma
Suddenly, the full moon
pops up soundlessly. I was stunned...
by Scott Cole
There were days back in her prime
When better times embraced her kind...
"Snow should be treated like wild beasts at the Zoo, observed from behind a pane of glass and never disturbed"
Embracing radiating heat via softened pale sand, blossoming relationships and vividly colored flowerings surround the mere thought of summertime. And in the distance, one may see, the warm merciful sentiments, for all to be.
' when i new day begins give thanks, smile gratefully, take advantage as if it's your last day'.