Vi går I skogen Og bladene hvisker stille Mosen følger bekken mykt Som vi fulgte veiene du viste Vi ler om byga af innsjøen Og se på anden svømme…
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The Dreamless Dance of Phantoms and Shadows
I lay awake, open eyed darkness clouding my sight. This torturous consciousness, my ever-sickening blight, Nyx, I yearn for your caress, your blanket soft and deep, Yet savage-winged, Hypnos, deceiver, …
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Alive and Dead, We All Celebrate
Life is a journey, and if you are reading this it means you are privileged to be breathing. You are a thinking person in a star out of 140 billion…
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A Garden Grown from Scars
She wears a choker full of thorns, Not because it’s fashion, but because it fits. Every step, a sharp new pain, A weight she’s learned to carry. Like a garden…
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The Golden Haze
In the golden haze of summer´s end, Where the sun dips low, a farewell friend, Whispers of change in the evening air, Paint the world with a subtle fare.…
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Colonized: Poetry Corner
Yes, I am your colony, The one and only, You can tell that I am wrong, And you say the way to go. Come and eat from my plate, …
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Wane – Dikt
Spirit rises above the pages unknown, Unexpected changes in life intervene, two suns in a face thru the words thrown, made my heart drum once in the scene. Soon…
Vecteezy: Mirlea Daniel
In Winter´s Grasp – Dikt
In winter’s grasp, a maiden fair, Trapped in snowflakes’ icy stare. Her dreams of spring, a distant call Another cycle of pain, she can’t let go. Each step toward…
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Poetry Corner: December
my pockets are full of candy wrappers. to write is to feel. i unwrap the strawberry candy of my words and let it slowly melt on my tongue, the plastic…
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Poetry corner: November
by Babet Berning Winter is coming, Every year again. Sweaters on, Dresses off. Winter is coming, Every year again. Days shorten, Sunlight decreases. Winter is coming, Every year…
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Poem corner: October
THE KETTLE - Evgeniia Kadyrova the kettle is boiling on the cooker and I'm sitting there the sound literally deafens me and I'm sitting the sound penetrates…
Artwork by: Solveig Rohde Hestholm
Reaching for the light – inspired by Solveig Hestholm
no closer could she be to the godly than breathing the last of what's left of her at the brink of sweet release as the lotuses gather as an astounded…
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Poetry corner: August
poetry becomes the most difficult thing when you are clutching tears like secrets close to your chest, not letting a drop fall in case it shatters your world. "to…
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Poetry Corner
[resemantization] A sound and its own halo above me constructing new horizons of views unseen Yet I remain myself Behind the grazing fields of sound A new world of…