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Haze
I stepped outside, and my legs, unwitting, carried me through the quiet streets, a solitary walk with no end, no …
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Beauty, gjennom dine øyener
Vi går I skogen Og bladene hvisker stille Mosen følger bekken mykt Som vi fulgte veiene du viste Vi ler …
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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 …
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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 …
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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 …
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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 …
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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 …
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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, …
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 …
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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 …
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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. …
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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 …
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 …
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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 …