Silent Voices Suspended in Artistic Web

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An urban free verse poetry, “Silent Voices Suspended in Artistic Web.”

Is history male or female? In some places it could be, it holds both, the old abandon places, still carry their voices, laughter, and love. The stories of the times, you and I will be a piece of something,

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Urban Free Verse: Swallowing Blackness

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In this urban free verse poetry, “Swallowing Blackness.”

Have you ever walked into a cave like your swallowing darkness, then it goes down and down, endless? I was a fourteen-year-old girl when I first experienced caves, I have gone on a trip with aunt and uncle to Bly, Oregon.

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Urban Free Verse: Old Black Crow Wins the Prize

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In this urban free verse poetry, “Old Black Crow Wins the Prize.”

Have you ever watched crows? The other day, I was sipping on a cup of coffee on my deck watching the funniest thing, there were a squirrel and three black crows competing over a crumpled bag of leftover french fries.

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Urban Free Verse: Wedding Day Jitters

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In this urban free verse poetry, “Wedding Day Jitters.”

A young woman anticipates her wedding coming soon, a day with sisters, luncheon, and a fitting at the gown shop, she has the wedding day jitters. An apple orchard for display, will it be a perfect day? An urban free verse poetry and digital art piece.

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Urban Free Verse: Small Pieces of Soft Chatter

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In this urban free verse poetry, “Small Pieces of Soft Chatter.”

One has to appreciate the fathers of today, the effort they give day after day, the countless times they have so much going on, overwhelmed with responsibility! You have to admire that energy for their loved ones!

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Urban Free Verse: Little Giggles of Yesterday

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In this urban free verse poetry, “Little Giggles of Yesterday.”

I’m changing it up today with a meditative, thriller poetry, I’m trying to be a little versatile. A woman is out for a nature walk, when she comes upon an old oak tree in the middle of an open field, she takes rest there…when she is overcome with a heartbreaking emotion,

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Urban Free Verse: Wet Blankets and Sky

In this urban free verse poetry, “Wet Blankets and Sky.”

The last few days here in Seattle, we have been suffering from air quality… due to some really bad fires from careless folks who lit fireworks in our dry summer days. The grass is so brittle like match sticks you can snap in two so easily.

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Urban Free Verse: Tender Tugs of Love

In this urban free verse poetry, “Tender Tugs of Love.”

A man and woman share a gift. The gift to stop and show one another that life is too short, one must take the rainy days and enjoy a Starbuck’s coffee standing in the rain. Romance and love are to be in enjoyed in the most unpredictable moments.

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Urban Free Verse: Yellow Breathing Dragon

In this urban free verse poetry, “Yellow Breathing Dragon.”

A young woman endures hardships of love in a relationship and the yellow breathing dragon who brings a storm of emotion and ruination of the landscape of love. An urban free verse poetry and digital art piece to elevate thoughts and perspective.

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Urban Free Verse: White Flowers Flirting

In this urban free verse poetry, “White Flowers Flirting.”

She hears his broken voice, weighted with the responsibilities of more than he can handle. It pains her heart, like stones, weighted, some heavier than others, she tries to soften the morning with tender words and caring.

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Urban Free Verse: Soul Searching

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An Urban Free Verse: Soul Searching

Going for a hike up top a hillside or through a forest. One could find answers in the trees. Leaves floating in the breeze sing of life, nature’s solace offers gifts. I find myself there quite often. I wait for the lyrics in the birds, song of the wind. It’s priceless. It doesn’t cost anything to soul search.

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