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The Birds

The birds fly over the land of “The Birds”. Auditioning for a remake perhaps? ;-)

Color

#writephoto — The Glade – This, That, and The Other

John and Matty removed their backpacks and sat down on the rocks next to the creek bed. Matty took a deep drink from her bottle of water and opened up an energy bar. 72 more words

Photography

#writephoto -- The Glade

John and Matty removed their backpacks and sat down on the rocks next to the creek bed. Matty took a deep drink from her bottle of water and opened up an energy bar. 123 more words

Flash Fiction

Sept 13, Quake

Quake shook me again,
leaving the hills in pain.
Loosened soil
rolling to the
Scorched lake
Yet the hills wake
bucolic 

Poem

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Fine Art Photography

Bucolic (MM beach 34.48°S, 150.91°E)

You know how
when the drug (poetry) kicks
everything – cars, lawns,
a v-energy-boost can on the sand
– is glazed
with potential. 374 more words

Poetry