“The lyfe so short, the craft so long to lerne." –Chaucer
by W. B. Yeats
Though leaves are many, the root is one;
Through all the lying days of my youth
I swayed my leaves and flowers in the sun;
Now I may wither into the truth.
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by Kelly Lewis
Darkness exists for the light to shine
Honest poetry
Intriguing short stories, historical fiction, sci. fi., children fantasy, christian fantasy, and poetry
“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
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
She was devoted to the moon. It’s its darkness she found comfort. In its light, she found hope.
A Continuing Revolution
Nefesime,hayatıma,aklıma esen her şeye dair.
THE DRIVELLINGS OF TWATTERSLEY FROMAGE
So good to read anothers favourites, remind you and get you seeking 🙂
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“Tell the truth, but tell it slant,” right? Thank you, my friend.
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Doug , you have made me fall in love with poetry again after years of drought.
Thank you dear friend.
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