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Fia Naturie posted in the group National Poetry Month
Learning to swim
I dove into the ice cold pool
Sunk to the bottom
A memory immediately surfaced
I was supposed to make bubbles
Being pulled and breaking surface
I looked into fearful eyes
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Imagination, makes for good books and paper scratching. Many of the great writers used pens with teeth that bit into the soul.
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hello dearerst Adagio my imagination can get me in trouble but I have to express myself the way the muse presents herself I hope no one takes it personal… thank you my friend for accepting this dark write ❤️
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Lizz wrote a new post
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This was really steamy! The long build-up and then the action. Then inevitably surrendering yourself to him. Sexy!
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Fia Naturie posted in the group National Poetry Month
City Peace
The wind howls through my window
The fire truck siren blares down the street
The neighbor’s heated argument is in stereo sound
The dogs whine in a pitch that rivals nails on chalk boards
Yet I cannot sleep without the city’s peace.
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The country may have its crickets, its coyotes’ howl, but this cannot match the window rattling as the EL train passes by. It’s funny how night sounds become familiar so that you can sleep. It took me a few weeks o be able to get to sleep after I moved from NYC back to PA and a more rural setting. -Curt

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