This town is feeding on my heart.
I hope it gets indigestion
I hope it belches snippets
of the moments we once shared—
walking dogs along the river’s edge,
twirling in the halls at school,
feeling breezes atop Hill 57,
these fleeting snippets of heaven.
Brenda Warren 2015
Adventures in Poetry and Writing
brenda warren
Reclaiming my inner badass at 50
All students need a safe and caring school environment
Stuff That Needs To Be Said
Just another WordPress.com site
poetry by nicolas ryan brown.
Writing for Wholeness
Waiting on Words
A Feminist Literary Collective (& outlaw poets swearing)
Feat. Kathy Holmes as DJ Kat
"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
undercaws 
Very scenic, Brenda. I felt like I was there with you. I know you will miss Montana.
Pamela ox
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I know how hard it is to leave a place after many years. Saying goodbye is never easy, and perhaps it shouldn’t be. Some of your heartbeat, energy will remain there, but the new place awaits that same energy to join its own.
Elizabeth
http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/
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