This poem is
a mosquito stuck in amber,
a word denied,
a phrase returned,
an object of
translucent
desire.
Brenda Warren 2014
undercaws
This poem is
a mosquito stuck in amber,
a word denied,
a phrase returned,
an object of
translucent
desire.
Brenda Warren 2014
Adventures in Poetry and Writing
brenda warren
Reclaiming my inner badass at 50
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poetry by nicolas ryan brown.
Writing for Wholeness
Waiting on Words
A Feminist Literary Collective (& outlaw poets swearing)
"What a strange bundle of consistent inconsistencies we all are." Mary Ronan
The weather and the light are just different out here...and sometimes you have to find the words for things.
My poetry is my religion.
Sunshine on Razor Wire: perspectives from "inside"
Be inspired...Be creative...Be peace...Be
a weekly flash fiction prompt inspired by google maps
Observations from the loose nut behind the wheel.
spiritual enlightenment and self improvement
In real life.....
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I concur with your words here, Brenda. I have been working on one poem the entire week, lol. Hope you are enjoying your vacation, my friend.
Pamela ox
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Worryingly anxious.
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Oh how I know this feeling. Thank you Brenda,
Elizabeth
http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com
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