Poetry

There is a night sky mixed with blue and black colors, along with numerous stars filling the sky and the shadow of a few trees peaking out from below the image, creating a beautiful view of the night sky

0 (0) I see a little star in my dreams. One sitting far beyond my reach within the endless sky. Its soft yet bold aura of serenity glows bright, Calling out to ...

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A starlight sky lined with the shadows of tall trees and a road barely visible.

5 (1) The steering wheel vibrates beneath my hands while the smell of coffee from my thermos fills the car. The dashboard lights shine across my face as I drive ...

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  • A starlight sky lined with the shadows of tall trees and a road barely visible.
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    5 (1) The steering wheel vibrates beneath my hands while the smell of coffee from my thermos fills the car. The dashboard lights shine across my face as I drive along.  Only the treeline along the pavement serves as a guide, a constant marker toward the next destination. The radio hisses with static in the ...
  • There is a night sky mixed with blue and black colors, along with numerous stars filling the sky and the shadow of a few trees peaking out from below the image, creating a beautiful view of the night sky
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    0 (0) I see a little star in my dreams. One sitting far beyond my reach within the endless sky. Its soft yet bold aura of serenity glows bright, Calling out to me like a siren out at sea.  I crave to capture it, wanting to experience that Same level of peace and happiness I envy so ...
  • Tall pine trees give way to a rocky shoreline which meets lake, whose calm waters reflect the gray sky.
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    0 (0) We spied the island yesterday from the shore, and, being human, longed to conquer it. The wind whips at unfastened buckles And the dark lake reflects a woozy sky. The petite canoes sit low atop wobbling water. She’s still asleep, tossing us in a slushing slumber, Unaware of our intrusion across her rippled ...
  • The image is of a bird flying below the sun in a clear blue sky.
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    5 (4) If you look up toward the sun,you’ll see I’m not the only oneenjoying the sky’s transcending ski run. Not on the grounds’ overcrowded bull run,but up here, where the air is undoneand freely homespunby the sun’s aerodynamic blowgun. Perhaps this is where my life began —flying amongembryonic electrons by the megaton. Editor: Erynn ...
  • Two smoking orange goblets and bright green lettering that reads "Loxirus Special by Shannon Richards" appear across a smoky orange background dotted with purple and green stars.
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    0 (0) Does it have to be this dark in here? Pinpricks of topaz, amethyst, and chrysoprase dot the ceiling like fine-cut stars, but with the house lights out, shadow consumes the masked and painted faces surrounding me. Carefully crafted homages and stiff, die-punched facades blur together in a sea of indistinct bodies, writhing to ...
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