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Read MoreDid Pigs Have Wings? A Story by Randall Satire "GOD" The Ending are characters from my first and second novels. Daniel lost his first love, Mary, who lies on Mary's bluff. Daniel feels that God was wrong in taking Mary. God sees...
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Thank you, Fia. That is a really nice compliment to even be mentioned in the same sentence as Mel Brooks. Sometimes I just like to sit at the keyboard and let my imagination fly.
Randall…
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Still adore this one, Randall. As always, a lovely, fun write by you.
P.S. I always have the 2 Dirty Wooden Nickels in my pocket. 😉
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redzone posted in the group National Poetry Month
CONQUERING THESE STORMS
“Everyone wants to go to heaven
but no one wants to die.”
**Peter ToshToday is so Spring-like,
the air, smooth with freshness,
the grass seems greener
stretching to reach your touch.
And the sky, so azure
it tastes like mountain running water.
Today it is difficult to realize
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Curly Grace posted in the group National Poetry Month
Dust Before the Storm
The warning didn’t come
with sirens or lights.It came quietly,
a shift in the air,
a stillness settling
like dust before a storm.The horses grew restless,
pacing the fence line,
ears toward something
I could not yet see.Even the cows
lifted their heads,
watching the horizon
as if it held
an answer I…Read More![]()
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Beautiful, made me think of Dorothy in Kansas . Lovely write keep it up❤️
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people are stubborn, Curly Grace. Ignore, avoid and then find someone else to blame when reality slaps them upside the head. Cool poem and love the art work as well. -Curt
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redzone posted in the group National Poetry Month
Diversity
Being a city boy
with Native roots,
I have always loved the feel
of cool, dew-laden grass
licking my toes;
the scent of pine needles
on the forest floor;
the way a blue butterfly
will sometimes land
on your outstretched hand.
As I wrap all these thoughts
inside my heart,
I begin to see the balance of life.
We are, all of…Read More3 Comments-
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Very good…. I love this part the way a blue butterfly
will sometimes land
on your outstretched hand.
As I wrap all these thoughts… A beautiful metaphor.. like if a butterfly can sense our thoughts . I do feel they sense those things too. Nice work… Keep it up-
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Thanks Navina, I am glad you found this poem enjoyable. It means a lot and I appreciate your comment
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Of course .. poetry is always good to read. My mind is always thinking so I write it down haha.
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This is funny. It reminds me of something that Mel Brooks would write.