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The World is Big

When we start feeling overwhelmed, trapped, or like things are never going to change, let’s remember how big the world is.

Let’s watch the clouds, gaze at the stars, and take a deep breath.   23 more words



Enjoy this Thursday edition of Poetry Spotlight from our Featured Contributor, C. Ferry.


Dusk |a poem

  Dusk the day began to blur
blue became pink
as the sky was embarrassed
to admit he was tired

This poem was written for a #WrittenRiver prompt. 36 more words

Whimisical Poems

now you see it/now you don't

Despite its les than poetic name, spiderwort is a lovely native plant. In the morning, the flowers open into a three-petaled violet bloom. Later in the day, the flower closes up into at little pod, like the ones seen here at dusk. 17 more words


as day turns to dusk on the detroit river.

so sinks the day-star in the ocean bed,

and yet anon repairs his drooping head,

and tricks his beams,

and with new-spangled ore,

flames in the forehead of the morning sky.
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