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Imagine upcoming Spring (nonet)
"Bonnet in Spring"
In fields where flowers bloom and grow,
A bonnet tied with a bow,
Shades her face in sunlight’s glow,
Soft winds gently blow,
Morning’s sweet show,
Petals low,
In rows,
Flow.
Saturday 30th November 2024 1:41 am
Winter’s Embrace
Snowflakes fall, a silent lullaby,
Blankets of white beneath twilight sky,
Bare branches etched in frost’s sigh,
Cold winds weave through the night,
Stars alight, crisp and bright,
Warm fireside light,
Frozen plight,
Deep night,
Still.
Friday 29th November 2024 2:59 am
Hidden Garden
Hidden Garden
Quietly blooms, where shadows softly play,
Whispers of secrets in petals lay,
Emerald leaves rustle and sway,
Mystic scents drift in the breeze,
Dew-kissed dreams gently tease,
Moonlit moments cease,
Hearts find ease,
Pure peace,
Calm.
Thursday 28th November 2024 8:13 am
Nonet poem challenge
Beautiful leaf prints designed like hands
Natural art, earth given plant
Starts with a seed Nourished ,loved
Consistently cared for
The plant is you ,us
Leaf print, hand print
So unique
We are
One
Tuesday 19th March 2024 12:23 am
Under Heard Announcements (Nonets)
This is a secure announcement. If
you do not hold a valuable
ticket, you may be issued
with a Penalty Fare
or face possible
persecution.
See it, slay
it, sort
it.
Due to today's wet weather, please note
that services may be slippery.
We are experiencing
some cankerous delays
and luggage may be
terminated.
See it, slay
...Friday 15th March 2024 2:21 pm
Bliss
Strolling wooded fen and green pasture,
Stimulated by Spring's splendour,
Yellow Rattle, Red Poppy,
Cowslip, Purple Clover.
sown abundantly
by divine hand,
highlighting
this place
Home
Sunday 28th May 2023 12:27 pm
Screams
Wild eyed, crashing midst the spectral trees,
As mournful howl drifts on the breeze;
Gasping as she runs in fright,
Through dark and dread-filled night,
To escape the fear;
Becoming clear;
Stalking near;
Not dreams,
Screams.
Monday 26th September 2016 10:20 pm
Lost Love
Hiding as though in foreign land
To just ignore me out of hand
I write but to no avail
You return all my mail
Unopened, unread
With nothing said
Feelings dead
As I
Cry
Friday 9th September 2016 3:14 pm
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