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Another nightingale song. Always singing. Always beautiful. With its varied vibrant warblings. Another nightingale song. Always singing. Attention seeking. With its many inane ramblings. Another nightingale song. Another nightingale. Another song. Always. ...Read the rest...

As he entered the room he pushed the oak door firmly against the wall trapping the shadows in a makeshift Tobelerone his hands frantic on the light switch Even during the hottest summers he declined...Read the rest...

Poetry Soup Kitchen On a dark and stormy night, when the temperature plummeted to zero below, A poor soul was lost and frozen, in the cold and blinding snow. All was darkness, all was quiet, all around, until...Read the rest...

Poetry Soup is fun to make, just follow this easy recipe. First take a huge pot, the internet. Next add a cup of creativity, with a cup of imagination. Add four quarts of red ink, liquid will be needed. Stir well, then start to...Read the rest...

Someone’s dreams and hopes set afloat, sail across the poetry soup, someone else’s tears, loss and heartache, has just made me weep in my room. I pen a song and sing it loud, laugh with a limerick I wrote, someone out...Read the rest...

Does the winter really turn into spring, Does it go from a white to a green sort of thing? Or, is a winter a thing of its own– A singular winter, past, off to places unknown? -- by ThoughtsFromB4 ...Read the rest...

I've always showered care on ungrateful trees, the ones that bloomed and the ones that withered. I watered them anyway. In this chaotic world, compassion is made slavery, chained with entitlement and false lovebites, yet...Read the rest...

Wandering wonders I see paths break asunder My wonder wanders -- by ThoughtsFromB4...Read the rest...

Get in your room now,” as daddy fashioned a gun. Mom grabbed me and her facial expression was undone, something must be wrong, I ask she looked at me and welts started to run, down we hunkered under the...Read the rest...

With my solution upon my parchment bright I conjure worlds where imagination takes flight The ink flows free, a wondrous, winding stream As letters spin forth, fabricating words unseen A tapestry of meaning, rich and vibrant, is gleaned The poet's...Read the rest...

A dweller in waste places, a void in foggy darkness, the unseen shadow that trails us. A doom that curses benign plants. A tenacious panting wolf feeding off the sorrows of the soil. She's the...Read the rest...

I wanted to be everything in my life but not a writer I wanted to scream shout and fight for everything but my timid self couldn't be a fighter, And now  It feels like writing has become an...Read the rest...

"In a world full of deaf listeners an artist sings the song of his heart In the hope that someday someone will embrace his art, In a world full of trendy liars, An old painting is still waiting...Read the rest...

Fire is a spirit, crackling vibrations, sirring catalyst; force and energy of the midday sun. I raced over mountains, caressed hairs of strong forests and rolled over balling rivers. But this dour fluorescence Is a used canister rusting to...Read the rest...

Cornwall is almost an island, Thanks to the river Tamar and the sea, Its indigenous inhabitants are us Cornish and We Cornish are a nation - and will always be. Kernow (Cornwall) boasts its own: ...Read the rest...