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"Unwanted Magic" 2

By Penny4athought on Sun, 21 Jan 2024

The dad stared at the big dog and shook his head with confusion and concern. “I thought I heard that dog speak,” the dad, Jack, whispered to his wife...

Fantasy

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"Unwanted Magic" 1

By Penny4athought on Sat, 20 Jan 2024

A blue ribbon of light flew over mountains and grasslands, raced through a forest of trees glistening with morning dew and slipped into the window of...

Fantasy

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"Turn Down the Noise"

By Penny4athought on Sun, 14 Jan 2024

Turn down the noise Power off the blue light Disconnect the media Ignore the frenzy Step into the forest Contemplate the lake View art in the clouds...

Philosophy

Poem

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The Coffee House Spy" 13

By Penny4athought on Tue, 09 Jan 2024

Emily shivered with renewed fear once Brent left the kitchen with that professionally held gun in his hand to answer the door, or attack the visitor...

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Do we all have Uncle John's

Posted on Mon, 29 Jan 2024

Do we all have Uncle John's who shouldn't be driving on the road? I've had several of those relatives who won't give up the steering wheel with their face pressed up to the windshield....I laughed and laughed through out this read. Amazing that...

Posted in Uncle John's Popemobile.

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Perfect, poetic descriptions

Posted on Sat, 27 Jan 2024

Perfect, poetic descriptions to go along with those beautiful photos; the squelchy mud sounds familiar to me; mostly after a day of rain when my garden becomes nothing but squelchy.

Posted in Above Weobley

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Thank you Di_Hard your

Posted on Sat, 20 Jan 2024

Thank you Di_Hard your comment has made me smile, brightly. When my sons were little, I did read tales of magic and fiction and made up some tales too; I think they enjoyed those stories but I know I enjoyed those times with them.Your kind...

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The obligatory smokescreen

Posted on Sat, 20 Jan 2024

The obligatory smokescreen eradicated by the un-choreographed moment- I loved this peek behind the curtain of families; the pretense and hidden truths when it comes to pomp and circumstance and feelings. The smile at a family gathering can be...

Posted in Wasn't that a party

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Powerful poetry, weaving

Posted on Sat, 20 Jan 2024

Powerful poetry, weaving shadows, not quite sure what makes this bird so mysterious. I don't think I've ever seen a magpie, had to google it and found a video about magpie's befriending a lady who now cares for them. The birds were very...

Posted in Pie

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Squeezing onion-juice; not

Posted on Sun, 21 Jan 2024

Squeezing onion-juice; not heard it put that way before. Your poem is charged with turbulent energy and I loved it.

Posted in Scary is the Sky

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Yes, those vivid dreams that

Posted on Sun, 21 Jan 2024

Yes, those vivid dreams that impart some knowledge, a beautiful line for a poem or song, or a peek into the universe's secrets but it drifts away out of your grasp as you wake up, leaving you struggling to remember what it was--I think most can...

Posted in The Muse

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The healing spirit of animals

Posted on Fri, 19 Jan 2024

The healing spirit of animals on humans is well told in this sad tale of loss. Is there is a recognition of need from cat to human, or dog to human, or horse to human, or any animal that sees that broken piece within us? I think animals are far...

Posted in Enoshima (Part Two of Two)

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I agree with all of the above

Posted on Mon, 08 Jan 2024

I agree with all of the above comments; this was a hoot to read. You create hysterical characters and make me laugh at their absurdity.

I logged onto my virtual therapist who helps me to process the stress of being such a...

Posted in Make Millions in Two Minutes...

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I enjoyed this poem with it’s

Posted on Tue, 09 Jan 2024

I enjoyed this poem with it’s revelry on New Year. A NEW YEAR, and I hope it is a ‘New Year’, not a recycled, down trodden, smack some lipstick on it old year...I connected with your poem’s optimism as I believe in the goodness within us...