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Life is full of colours and sounds and its these that help give depth to our emotions.
It can be black or white or sprinkled with the colours of the rainbow. Sounds and smells conjure a myriad of sensations that add to the cooking pot of life.
Poetry is but the canvas begging us to pour out our inner stew.
As I look back on the winding road
with many a twist and turn...
Stuck in isolation
for this virus thing is rife...
This rock crushes my dying breast
weighs heavier than you could know...
Phone me up and threaten me
and weave your evil threats...
Theres a penquin in my sandwich box
he's wearing bright green socks...
If dogs can play together nicely regardless of size, colour or breed why cant humans?
Love is when you realise that the contents of who you are is more important than the container you come in
Beliefs we hold solid in youth often become more fluid with age
by William Mae
by Scott Cole
by Ben Pickard
by Anthony Krieman