The Write Edge
Hello, Write Edge readers, and happy Labor Day! I hope the month of September has begun with good things for all of you. I got to spend some time with my family and left the computer at home. 280 more words
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Author’s Note: I wrote this poem a few months ago. But I’d like to post it now, before it collects cyber-dust in a shadowy corner of my cluttered hard-drive. 190 more words
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Drowning in Rough Drafts
Have you ever wondered what life would be like without vision?
Imagine your daily routines and how different it would be to do them. Imagine what life would be like without colour, and just pitch black. 127 more words
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Scribblin' About Life
The chill in the air bites against my flesh causing a light-pink flush to spread across my cheeks.
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While gossamer webs
thread sweet, fluid, dreams of hope,
restless sleepers weep.
A Haiku for the first #writealm prompt-a-day of September:
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A bridge is merely a tunnel of discovery for its foundation below.
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and found in lost beauty,
all the lilies of this life
was the center
of me and you.
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