Daily Archives: March 15, 2017

Horizon by Luccia Gray #writephoto #amwriting #poetry Don’t Weep

Don’t weep. When I’ve flown Through the pool In the sky. I’ll dive Through the clouds In the heavens. I’ll wave At the sea, And smile Continue reading:  Don’t Weep

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Guest author: John W. Howell – Head to head with John J. Cannon

Interview with John W. Howell by John J. Cannon… About John J. Cannon: John J. Cannon finished his undergraduate work at Stanford University and earned a law degree from Harvard. John became a litigation attorney who has been practicing for … Continue reading

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Waking Sea by Kim Russell #writephoto

Sea breaks against rocks, wakes in wrinkles and stretches out to touch the horizon. Continue reading: Waking Sea

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Blossom

Sere winter blushes Ancient wood wears fairytales Springs lightly to life Hope renewed as dark days pass Buried in confetti clouds Colleen’s tanka challenge    

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#writephoto – Woman at the water’s edge by Michael

It’s a place to go where magic happens. When asked where it is I always say: Far from anywhere. Across the sandhills and down through the runoff I wander focused always on the distance surf, relentlessly pounding the rocks, forever … Continue reading

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An optimist on wings

“…as everyone knows, if the first butterfly you see is yellow the summer will be a happy one. If it is white then you will just have a quiet summer. Black and brown butterflies should never be talked about – … Continue reading

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White-Skunk and Bald Eagle VI … Stuart France

* … As Skunk neared the ledge of the cliff-face, buttock first, Eagle picked up the round stone out of the fire and threw it at him. The hot stone tore through Skunks body, and out through his mouth, carrying … Continue reading

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