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SEPTEMBER FREEFORM Leaving safe stillness, sleep swayed silence,she stirs in her blankets, gathers fresh flowers,soft sunlight spilling,but shadows slink closer,unspoken sequential words linger,fingers curling, fear flickers. Once, warmth woven,wonderful whispers,waltzing in the garden,where laughter lingers,but now,the air thickens,a tempest brews,an echo of anger, knife held in querythe storm breaching the calm. Cautious cadence,careful Read more
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CINQUAIN #29 It is Normal for me To sleep much of twenty- Four hours, just not when the moon Giggles Deep in The night my eyes Wide open and my soul Breathes in study for other Sweepings Of old Alchemy that Serves not my life now or I just learned only waters my Garden. Sleepless Read more
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