May 5, 2018
by John S
Coming now, in a swath of yellow,
this rising tide of dandelions.
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July 26, 2017
by Angela Umphers Rueger
Prudence serves as informant
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June 30, 2017
by Abigail Gronway
Had you not kissed me, I would have left you
standing there with the memory of
my smile upon your mind and heart
had you not kissed me—but oh
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June 24, 2017
by Abigail Gronway
Sometimes I cannot remember
What I said to you yesterday,
Or even a minute ago.
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June 22, 2017
by Angela Umphers Rueger
Upon my dresser sits a bowl
With slips of paper filled.
They bear a message to my soul,
By pen and ink there quilled.
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June 20, 2017
by Abigail Gronway
Isn’t it refreshing to meet people
with so much time to give
so much wisdom to impart
and so very little discretion
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June 18, 2017
by Abigail Gronway
On the day we met, a winter storm was brewing just outside
In my heart likewise a tempest brewed which I could scarcely hide
For though your lips were silent, you said tons with your eyes of blue
And I started to save my kisses in a bottle just for you.
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June 17, 2017
by Abigail Gronway
Create in me
the conviction
that your love
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November 14, 2016
by Miriam Hurdle
Black, white, grey, orange,
Colorful goldfish in pond,
Admired by many.
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November 14, 2016
by Miriam Hurdle
Haiku – Flames

First flames of fireplace,
Warm flickering, dancing, glowing,
Prelude to winter.
– Daily Prompt
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October 25, 2016
by Miriam Hurdle

“Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for
tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has
enough trouble of its own.” Matthew 6:34
—
A tiny spider
Labors every night,
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October 14, 2016
by Miriam Hurdle

She went for a walk,
Tripped on the sidewalk.
Bruised her elbow,
Broke her ankle.
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October 12, 2016
by Miriam Hurdle

A whale made with clay,
Original, free-handed.
Blowhole, eyes, mouth,
Nightlight shines through.
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October 6, 2016
by Miriam Hurdle

Numerous species of trees,
Swirled, crooked, or straight.
Which specie is enculturated or astray?
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July 29, 2015
by Scott Andrew Bailey
I am Herne the Hunter, Lord of the Trees,
and you are a leaf blown on the breeze.
Echoes and whispers inside your head,
set you on the path you were destined to tread.
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October 30, 2013
by Rana
Almost begun.
Beats of the heart
coincide with heel clicks.
Don’t trip.
Exhale lightly.
Follow the chosen path,
gently guided.
How radiant those
illuminated eyes shine.
Jitters smooth out.
Knuckles, bleached with tension,
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