blue skies above us threaded through with orange and pink hues - just kaleidoscope of smog grass is greener on the other side? sure before you trample it. water is crystal clear on the icy north? ice that is slowly drowning us
blue skies above us threaded through with orange and pink hues - just kaleidoscope of smog grass is greener on the other side? sure before you trample it. water is crystal clear on the icy north? ice that is slowly drowning us
Týždenný prehľad toho, čo sa bude diať tento týždeň. Každý pondelok o 8:00 zadarmo. Aktiváciu musíte potvrdiť kliknutím na e-mail, ktorý vám pošleme. Píšu Anička Krištofčová a Dávid Tvrdoň.
I dream so I write ..
Daydreaming and then, maybe, writing a poem about it. And that's my life.
A bit of this, a bit of that, the meandering thoughts of a dreamer.
Fiction authors and their shorts
the writings, musings, and photography of a dream smith
Poems & Photos by DM Shepherd
Paranormal Romance
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Dietitian, Certified Running Coach, and runner fueling + inspiring athletes with a plant forward approach
The ordinary is the magic.
My words will either attract a strong mind or offend a weak one.
Turning Tears and Laughter into Words
Small Scale Fabricated Photography, Toy Photography History, Art Creation Musings
mixed-media artist
Together we can give the nineteenth century a voice in the twenty-first century.
where chaos gives birth to poetic expression
thoughts and images from my perspective
Eva Marasca 
I’m reminded of Erma Bombeck’s quote about the grass always being greener on the other side…
of the septic tank.
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