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And so it begins! Christmas time, the sparkle of lights everywhere!
The Blood Moon
Flowing crimson red, the night carries her tenderly, across the dark abyss. Through the centuries, legends are made…

Just this… don’t question how it begins.
Just this… where the premise for my memoir ‘ð˜¾ð™¤ð™¬ð™—ð™¤ð™®ð™¨ ð˜¼ð™§ð™š ð™‰ð™¤ð™© ð™Žð™ªð™¥ð™¥ð™¤ð™¨ð™šð™™ ð™©ð™¤ ð˜¾ð™§ð™®’ started over three years…
Replacing your lies
This is the first poem I wrote for the ‘New Beginnings’ poetry challenge sponsored by 451 Press Poets…
Wait. What?! You mean they are not always right?
We so seldom question all the they’s, this is a refreshing reminder. Thank you! (((hugs)))
I too often find myself listening to what they without question. Thanks for stopping by and commenting. 🙂