Three Facebook pages on writing, a post a day on each for the month of July, combined and posted here as well.
Small Stone, July 2014, Thirtieth
With each loss I endure, I fight the fear I will become a solitary old woman who clings fiercely to her past griefs, sorrows, and failures for cold comfort in the winter of her days.
July Writing Project - A Poem a Day - Day Thirty
An Alliterative Airstream Activates Alternative Actions
Winsome wind wanders wonderfully within woodland
Small Stone, July 2014, Thirtieth
With each loss I endure, I fight the fear I will become a solitary old woman who clings fiercely to her past griefs, sorrows, and failures for cold comfort in the winter of her days.
July Writing Project - A Poem a Day - Day Thirty
An Alliterative Airstream Activates Alternative Actions
Winsome wind wanders wonderfully within woodland
Lithesome lavender lightly leans lusciously left
Bored blue borage becomes broadly brighter
Petulant pink petunias preen prominently pretentious
Verdant violet verbena vacuously vibrates
Riotous red roses rock recklessly right
Yellow yarrow's yawning yearns yearly
Green groundcover greets graceful gyrations
Delicate daffodils dance dainty duets
Weeping willows wave winged wands
Nature now notices - nods
Thirtieth Noticing, July 2014
Green groundcover greets graceful gyrations
Delicate daffodils dance dainty duets
Weeping willows wave winged wands
Nature now notices - nods
Thirtieth Noticing, July 2014
The sun seems to shine with a wee bit less brilliance these past three days. An author who influenced me greatly, Margot Adler, passed and took a bit of it with her to the Elysian Fields.
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