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wither and bloom
a bright dream withers, but that heartache plants a seed, that will bloom brighter. Continue reading
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complete
the deed is done, the task complete, though I was the lone one to compete, a poem each day the whole month through, (though perhaps a few could use review…) I have enjoyed flexing my pen, especially since I remember when, the thought of sharing poems made me ill, and I often thought I had Continue reading
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leaves
in the afternoon, the leaves rustle in the breeze, making things peaceful. Continue reading
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friendship
a strong friendship is texting via Schitt’s Creek gifs as though it’s normal Continue reading
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storm
the gathering clouds encroach, upon the fairest blue, the darkness starts a swift approach, a sinister, swirling stew. lighting burns across the sky, thunder clatters like old bones, the cold cascade plummets from on high, as the wind snarls and moans. and though the weather is wild, I am safe behind my window, to my Continue reading
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anger
speaking in anger, is almost always unwise, and far too hurtful. Continue reading
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swish
it begins with a droning noise to summon me forward, wheels locked into place, windows closed, the dreaded swish, swish begins eyes shut tight, knuckles clenched so hard they turn white, slick, blue tendrils spin and slap against my fortress, in a vicious, soapy barrage, over and over I pray for the torment to end Continue reading
Frostwritten 