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Take part of my new poems through my recent publications in Litmora Literary Magazine, Poetic Reveries ans Prosetrics Magazine.❤️✒️ #poetrypublications #emotionaljourney
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Happy to be part of this amazing list ❤️ #poetrypublication
Meet the very talented contributors of Apricity, Jan 2025. For print edition please visit our website #WritingCommunity
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Very happy to have my poem "December Rain" featured in the January issue of @prosetrics ❤️ #poetrypublication #poetrylovers #apricity
We are excited to announce that our Winter Issue, Apricity, is now published & available for purchase. We congratulate all our poets, writers, artists, & photographers for getting published, & we are grateful to each one of them for being a part of this edition of Prosetrics.
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RT @prosetrics: Apricity, January 2025, dropping on Wednesday in print!! We’re excited!! So many new poets, writers, artists and photograph…
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RT @SadeeBee: Last pub of the year with the fabulous @litmoralitmag!! Dining on the Cosmos is still one of my favorite pieces I’ve writte…
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Read my contest winning poem "You Never Really Left" and reflections on loss and memory that inspired it. #poetrycontest #loss #memory
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RT @FunFunFunicular: We are open for submissions. We want more please! Everytime this post is shared we will reveal one of Fernando Pessoa'…
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@RealisticPoetry Faded, I fall to pieces in your arms. A painting with every color watered down. Or waves sweeping in, collecting grains of sand. I flutter and fall like torn paper in the wind. Can your hands hold me steady, or will I crumble from within? #lovepoetry
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@RealisticPoetry I sing to you, beneath the pine trees’ breath, A whisper hidden, though it still remains. The raven shadows my long-lost friend, Spreading his wings in the moon’s watchful gaze, To unseen places, far beneath the rain.
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@RealisticPoetry But I don't have the heart, there's still space for you left. Under creaking floorboards where I walk at night I prepared you a room where you can safetly rest.
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