“The lyfe so short, the craft so long to lerne." –Chaucer
the washed-out sky in winter…
tea from used-up leaves…
like memories of summer…
things fade
and are replaced–John Stanfield
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by Kelly Lewis
Darkness exists for the light to shine
Honest poetry
Intriguing short stories, poetry, christian fantasy, historical dramatization, and science fiction
“The lyfe so short, the craft so long to lerne." --Chaucer
spilling ink...
Awakening the spirit through baring my soul
seeking sublime surrender
A place for short fiction and poetry while your coffee brews or your tea steeps
ebullient decay
Exploring the human experience, one cup of coffee at a time.
...in my Mind's Eye
Writer
"I tramp the perpetual journey." Walt Whitman
Word-Experimentalist
My sarcastic travels through life while trying to remain true to myself and not kill others.
A Continuing Revolution
Nefesime,hayatıma,aklıma esen her şeye dair.
THE DRIVELLINGS OF TWATTERSLEY FROMAGE
Succinct and so beautifully nostalgic.
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I thank you on behalf of the author. I love this one, too.
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