Wednesday, June 9, 2021
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You were a cold December wind I left to search for my August moon. ©Susie Clevenger 2020 Poets and Story Tellers United ~ Weekly Scribblings...
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We danced to the end of the world on piano keys warmed by the moon. ©Susie Clevenger 2021 American Sentence: Seventeen syllables The Sunda...
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I want to lie in moonlight, float mulberry shadows, and listen to Keats nightingale sing me closer to the stars. ©Susie Cleven...
