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feedback jeder art Die Diva
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Ick träum von eener Bühne wo ick mal Diva bin Da sollste mir bewundern komm mit ma nach Balin Nu glotz ma nich so dusslich an und zieh die Schluffen aus Hol deenen juten Anzuch Ma is heut nach Applaus Et will ma nich in Koppe det du dit nich vastehst Ick tanz och mitm Kalle wenn de nich mit ma jehst Dann bleib doch in deen Sessel und pup da gründlich aus Ick nehm den nächsten Fliega und komm nie mehr nach Haus
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feedback jeder art To See and Feel with Heart
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The day is a catalyst. Sun dancing atop hoar covered grass. Ice -scabbed puddles. A determined cold wind skates in morning hours. Catches a squirrels bushed-up tail as he sits on a wooden fence. Pushing him, startled he jolts, then scampers. Chattering a short protest as he heads for shelter up a tree. Mourning doves coo. Despite winter's gloom. Here too, a smiling sun touches their feathers. This magical moment amidst the hustle of traffic below. Nature is putting on quite a show. Of serenity, harmony in conflicting climate; reminding to adapt......life goes on regardless if negative forces interfere. …
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feedback jeder art I shouldn't complain
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Unbearable heat has made us thirsty. We've been searching for relief's mercy. Fire-slapping sun a blistering 105°F in the day. Nights suffocating 86°F, tropical humidity's way. Who am I to complain? When wars, when famines, when killings.... I can't even imagine their daily pain. So many in this world not able anymore to dance in the rain. Cool air finally rushes at me as I step into early morning in haste. 48 hours ago our fifth heat wave laid wilted waste. Jarring how quick and extreme things can reverse. At utter whim of what the adverse does disperse. Knowing the dire effects of negativ…
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feedback jeder art The two
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And everybody wants the same Just Love, but in a different way There are two people who love each other But sitting there alone and thinking about the other When you are listening, you can hear their soul Because without the other there will always be this little hole They are born for each other, but there is this fear Without it it would be so clear Its the soul which is connected But its the heart of the human which protects it You can see it in their dance The two can never just be friends
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feedback jeder art When I feel like I'm alone
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When I feel like I am alone Is when the stress rings on the phone When night becomes my afternoon When the sun becomes the moon When my reality becomes cartoon When enjoyment becomes a cope When the trust becomes a hope When fear becomes conviction When love becomes addiction When compassion becomes a duty When the pain becomes a beauty When my grief becomes a clown When everything seems upside down Because my heart feels like a stone That's when I feel like I'm alone - TyaZ 2023
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feedback jeder art D' Stubnkredenz
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D'Stubnkredenz Wann i einigeh in dö sche Stubn, dann schau i mi mit Freudn um. I siag mei Kredenz, schau's so gern o. An dem Kastn da hängt ganz vü dro. Ma glaubat nöt, was dö Kredenz ois fasst, was sö so aufi- und einistölln lasst. Oben drauf is a oide Kuchiwaag. Is gwiß vo da Oma, aus frühare Tag. A schenö Kaffeemühl steht daneben, is sicha oft braucht wordn im enteren Lebn. A Aschnbecha, den koana braucht, weil bei uns ja neamd mehr raucht. Dann nu a älterer Kerznleuchta. Hat früher brennt, meist in an Feichta. A uroida Wecka liegt obn nu dran, den ma nimma mehr aufzia…
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feedback jeder art Where's a quarter when you need one?
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I am standing in front of Aldi's shopping cart corral. I've forgotten a quarter. Rats! And it is not optional to precariously cradle groceries in my arms today. There's lots to get. Big ticket items. Frozen whole chickens, veggie pizzas, ground beef, produce, water jugs, a case of coke. The only grocery store in America that charges .25¢ to get a shopping cart. Smart move Aldi! You save on the cart boy knowing customers will return their cart to retrieve the .25¢ they invested to shop. An awkward shopper by nature, even a few carried items fall from my grip leaving a Hänsel and Gretel trail. No--- not gonna do that. As I frantically dig in purse, p…
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feedback jeder art woe
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Rain falls gently outside. Thoughts circle. Burrowing in bed. Anchored in a blanket haven. Gloom stuffs the room. Regrets icy stare sends shivers down spine. Disappointment jumps at the chance to make me pine. For things lost. Given up. Forced situations. The more I reflect the weightier the cost. Right now can't pick up slack. Somewhere, in the recesses of my mind I know I'll be back. ©Donna H. October 17, 2022
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feedback jeder art Nothing
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If I could just bury myself in a cave deep within the ocean, where noone ever comes by to shine a light into my darkness and ruin my vision of a beautiful nothing.
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feedback jeder art Early Morning Ballerina
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Beside the still pond dragonflies hover Above sunshine shimmers through thin cloud cover Whomp! Whomp! Go her wings as the great blue heron in Summer's wind sings Gracefully landing, making a splash This August morning shows panache She slowly wades then turns a swift pirouette Waters surface mirrors her majestic silhouette My heart awakens like light pouring from sky I lean into tranquility with a content sigh ©Donna H. August 27, 2022 (Bild/Text)
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Yesterday defies words that today cannot explain. Silence was our bridge, the one we often crossed with shame. Lies interwoven, glossed over in years. When will the dam break and spill all those tears? Stoic and bitter, the hate allowed to win. Mountains of secrets, yet our photos grin. We pose, smile, and bear anything. On edge, but on command shine like bling. Patient to a fault, waiting for the other shoe to drop. Co-Dependencies madness never does stop. ©Donna H. 1988 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Es ist nicht alles so, wie es manchmal scheint Das Gestern entzieht sich den Worten, die …
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feedback jeder art Road trip to nowhere
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I It was pointless you ask-tell. Referencing our argument. Why do we waste time on anger? Good question. We should be doing something meaningful instead, you say. How can emotions trip us up over and over again I wonder. Why is the hate -seed flourishing? Fury flashing in bright corners? We stand divided in Society losing self-control. Falling into the false narrative. Blaming, shaming, accusing. Judgemental on our oh-so-mighty high horse full of self-righteousness. II Hauled into the sky by a laughing, mesmerizing sun that dances across our faces. The day has a skill we can …
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feedback jeder art Fogo no mundo - Feuer in der Welt
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portugiesisch: Fogo no mundo Um pequeno vírus que já sofreu várias mutações está tirando o fôlego do mundo! Pequeno e discreto, ele penetrava nos corpos das pessoas, nos pensamentos das pessoas, na existência. O mundo gira diferente agora, eu pensaria mais ao contrário. Por um lado, os médicos intensivistas, que provavelmente perderam completamente a fé, por outro lado, as inúmeras pessoas que afirmam: este vírus não existe, não é perigoso e está presente - Ele é uma teoria da conspiração! O vírus nos faz dividir, dividir, morrer; continua vivo pode nos empobrecer e com isso não quero dizer financeiramente! …
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feedback jeder art Enigma and Awakening's
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Shroud of mist blankets the untouched morning. Creeping along meadows and river banks; ghostly, esoteric. The veil between this World and another hangs loosely. Flaps in a stirring chilled breeze. Night recedes reluctantly, affronted by the emerging first light. A glimpse of secrets darker than the Earth catch my Soul. This utter silence. Space occupied only by truth. ****************************** Dew drops flaunt miniature rainbows as sunbeams tickle them. Flowers rustling, brushing off cold sleep. The grandeur of hundred year old trees sways majestically to a rhythm in Mother Earth's bosom. …
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feedback jeder art I feel so orange
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I feel so orange. I can't feel blue. There's too much I can't feel, there's too much I can't grasp to feel blue. I feel orange. There's so much I don't understand. And in my dreams I feel orange, and when I wake up I feel so too. I feel orange. What about you?
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feedback jeder art Sunday Sky
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©Donna H. (Bild/Text) 24. April 2022
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feedback jeder art Facebook Jesus
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What if Jesus would be on Facebook....Would U take a look? Would you believe? Is this something you would consider to receive? Would U "Friend" him? "Defriend"him? What would you talk about? What would you want to know that has left you in doubt? How would his Profile be? Is he handsome? Or does he disguise himself as someone our vanity doesn't want to see? Would he test our heart for truth and faith? What if God were one of us? And his son a Facebook Jesus? ©Donna H. June 3,2013
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glob ick hab'n bischen vill ....(hicks ) jetrunken wa nämlich inne " blaue Molle " drin versu.... (hicks ) jetze muss ick aba schnell cu meene Kleene ick hoffe bloß mir traren meene .... (hicks ) da vorne iss ne Haltestelle ick kann bloß jrade nich so schnelle son Dreck, der Bus is weg Da wird die Olle motzen jetz muss ick erstma .... (urrrr...a...bäh)
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feedback jeder art Sunrise
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Not so far, maybe ten car stops away from your tired house and your mailbox full of problems.. ..the sunrise appears.. A lonely queen, the majestic cleopatra She will accept your endless love, but she never need it, you are her servant while she is taking power over the sky Somewhere a young man weeps and full of sorrow closes the door.. Few years after he will go there, to clear his soul and catch.. ...the sunrise.
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feedback jeder art Grandpa - Original
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"You taught me the courage of stars, before you left. How light carries on, endlessly, even after death." That is what you always used to say. Every time I came to visit, every time we watched John Wayne movies, every time we made your version of potato salad. I never thought the light would fade. You kept squeezing my hand to remind me of the light, when your ability to speak left you. When you couldn't remember my name, you still remembered to squeeze my hand. I saw the light in everything you did - catching butterflies, even though there were none. Swaying your head and laughing when your favourite song was on. You, still throwing your crumpl…
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feedback jeder art When we were Us
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Hand in hand along the ocean shore. Yesterday promised tomorrow so much more. Gone without a trace. I yearn to see your face. Glow golden-bronzed joy in the papaya fleshed sunset. Palms lazily rustling, coconut kisses as accent. Waves lapping at our feet while gulls screech. The rise and retreat of tide's reach. How you were able to gently teach. Letting my wings grow, encouraging to try. And boy, did I learn how to soar and fly! To be confidently me, yet touch the sky. Pull the sun, stars, and moon into my heart's room. And forever live every day in the blissful rapture of J…
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feedback jeder art Heart Wound
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A heart wound that never heals. Spinning-------spinning grief's wheels. Time-----------to turn back tragedy's clock. Yield, shield, and block. Those lives, happy faces, futures erased. Nothing reconciles when evil-based. Cursing all gods for non-prevention. Praising the Super Heroes intervention. Rivers of tears flow endlessly. Whole worlds destroyed, senselessly. Forever paused......stopped in an instance. Now, only memories mingle with pains indifference. Enforced an unavailable, unattainable distance. Never to touch or hold close again. Shock, desperation, disbelief--------they c…
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feedback jeder art Rememberance
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I may be not an important person in your life. But I hope when you hear my name you'll smile and say: "Hey, I remember." As I do. When I'm thinking of you. birdecol 3/23
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feedback jeder art To Be Pure
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To Be Pure I wish I had a heart as white and still as snow One shape, one name, one certainty. But mine is like the butterfly A million coloured stains on wings that flutter Ecstatically in the wind A million possibilities That melt away the snow.
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feedback jeder art Sore
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Crackling cold Wet and bold Seeps to the bone The kind that's so brutal, it makes you feel alone Each breath exhaled sends billowy clouds An atmosphere that creepily shrouds Goosebumps bloom Right about now, you're wishing for June Winter barges into Autumn Temps hit rock-bottom Stealthy frost growing as I reflect on what 2020 has lost All that bad should be tossed Put where it can't touch anyone anymore The fear and danger it's struck in everyone's core This lonely glacial divide ; raw and sore Has tore through liv…
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feedback jeder art Lieba Jott
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Lieba Jott ick hätt so jern eenen najelneuen Stern Meener hat wat anne Leuchte det ick nu een neuen bräuchte Menschenskind, det jeht so nich Jeder kriegt nur eenmal Licht Hört ma uff mit dem Jeplusta Sons mach ick allet zappendusta
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feedback jeder art Summernights Dreamin'
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Silently, sweet, the melody rings Through darkness and light. Notes in the Night. The moon is shining, bright. The record's playing, Round and round; Silently, sweet, the melody rings. And the moon sings: "Clair de Lune" Dark red wine, dark red lips - A meal long forgotten. The bottle screw on red silk cotton - Dark red wine, dark red lips. Bitter taste, spoken tongue: "Clair de Lune" The Moons voice ringing. And the record's playing, Round and round; Silently, sweet, the melodys meanin' Luring silently, sweet To Summernights Dreamin'.
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feedback jeder art Teaching
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It is because of you I never gave up on myself Only because of you Never did nor would It is the most strongest thing you taught me
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feedback jeder art Inflamada
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Un corazón es inflamada y el alma se desata, la tormenta tan hermosa, tan tremenda, es un ala. Los poderes del destino tiran dados y los dios guiñan - cambian el mano, podrian romper el caos. Que se va a lluviando amor, lleno de magia. Superamos el pasado para mejorar el dia. Y entonces, del profundo, se desplegará el alma, será luz y se brillando.
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feedback jeder art After the Storm
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Rain-drenched foliage. Yesterday evening's/night's bombastic storm gave up it's rage. This morning turns another page. Ripped tree limbs scatter the parks perimeter. Leaves tossed about like party confetti. Air thick with humidity. Not a breeze stirs. All is still. Eerily peaceful unlike the hurricane force gales just 9 hours ago. Water drips. Atmosphere pregnant with a muggy, stifling effect. Sun, struggling to absorb water-logged Jersey. Fountain shoots high from the middle of the park's small lake. If you stand right you'll see a fat rainbow. Red, yellow, green, and a slight purple hue. That's my cue to capture the moment. Snapshots in time. …
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feedback jeder art Dat Weihnachtsbäumchen (rheinische Mundart) - XL
| erstellt von Melda-Sabine Fischer- 2 Kommentare
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Dat Weihnachtsbäumchen (rheinische Mundart) Zum Christfest will ein Jedermann en schönes Weichnachtsbäum‘chen han. Mit Kugeln dran, ja dat wör nett, dazu en schöne Lichterkett´. Figürchen noch und Schokolädchen, die hängt man dran am gold‘nen Fädchen. Ja so ´ne Baum, der macht wat her mit viel Lametta kiloschwer. Der Kauf des Baums, ob Tann´, ob Fichte, macht oft die Stimmung schon zunichte. Bei so viel grundverschied‘nen Arten kann man schon mal in Streit geraten. Es gibt die Blau-, die Rote Fichte, d‘rauf schwört dat Helga, uns’re Nichte. Dat Gartencenter „Müller-Spies“ verkauft als Baum gern „Nobil…
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feedback jeder art Who am I?
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Nestled in the womb of earth. Nipping maple root bourbon. Awaiting a time when I shed this tomb for rebirth. My song ripens as I practice my Summer sermon. Time stretches into a decade---seven more years to go. When the sun's rays reach me for final emerging And the trees Seasonal cycle gives a final cue, I might appear on your patio. Or you'll see molted onion-skinned carapaces clinging to tree trunks; stages of purging. Ready now, winged to fly. Find a shrub or tree looking for love, I bewitch. A cacophony of buzzing decibels try. Spongy air begins to twitch. Droning tymbal vibrates, heard…
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feedback jeder art Sky Flood
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The sun has disappeared behind clouds. Fat raindrops pelt from above. Rain is rushing. Within the hours the terrain is flooded. Shoes, socks, pant legs are muddied. Darting between the slight break, only to be caught in a torrential cascade. A foolish umbrella holds nothing back. Wind tugging at it, drenching me vertically. An electric vein zig zags down near where I walk. Actually am racing for shelter. Halfway home, jumping over rivers that use to be streets. Sidewalks are slip and slides. Windshield wipers moving furiously; futile visibility which prompts a lone driver to stop--in the middle of the road. …
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feedback jeder art Cotton Candy Clouds
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On a Sunday Summer wind cotton candy clouds float by. My Soul hitches a ride in the late afternoon to evening sky. I fly, fly, fly worries and cares say goodbye. Free and easy buoyant Spirit celebratory July. I am the whisper of a lullaby. An iridescent gossamer-winged dragonfly. A blinkety-blink fluorescent firefly. Up, up, up, rising high. All happening forever yet in a blink of an eye. ©Donna H. (Bild/Text/Audio) July 3, 2022 Record (online-voice-recorder.com) (4).mp3
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feedback jeder art I'll meet you at moonlight junction
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Haunted by your memory. Your words I trace and now see. Dazzling silvery moon. You, gone too soon. I didn't understand then. I can catch your falling star ... when mercury light pools spill. As the inky night grows still. And hear a throbbing heartbeat. Rustling wind each breath conceit. Watch glittery stardust fall. Out here vastness makes us small. Dappled shadows rise inside. Those from which we want to hide. Your voice reverberates there. Comforts and dispels dead air. I know you are near. I can feel you here. Moonlight pours pearly wide streams. …
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nur kommentar Diese Gene
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Diese Gene diese Gene janz alleene sind se Schuld det die Kleene krumme Beene und een Kopp voll Unjeduld Und die Mutta jut im Futta setzt noch eenen obendruff stopft dem Jör seen Hals mit Zucka det se noch mehr zappeln muss Arma Vata schreit: Psychata rennt zum Seelenklempner hin weil im janzen Körpa hatta keenen eenzjen Nerv mehr drin Diese Gene diese Gene janz alleene sind se Schuld det die Kleene krumme Beene und een Kopp voll Unjeduld
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feedback jeder art Summer's last sigh
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The last breath of Summer's sigh. Murmurs from treetops up high. My bare feet dig into spongy grass squishing dewdrops smash smash. Wind playing in hair. This moment belts out a tune all gusto and flair. Celebrating a Hail and Farewell. Bring it on Autumn you rebel! I affix my gaze where daydreams laze. Dragons float by while puffy sheep graze. Climbing that cerulean washed sky sunlight scatters. Soul and Heart gathers Summer's sassy swagger. ©Donna H. September 22, 2022 (Text/Bild)
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feedback jeder art Spring switches with Summer
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Cloying scent of sweet honeysuckle wafts. Heat shimmies in tiny waves. My sandals slap hot pavement. Humidity slows down movement. Temperatures ramp. A heat wave has set up camp. Light pink cap barely shades face. I keep walking, gotta find a cool place. Stand beneath a huge Maple. This is not May's staple. Our Spring yanked. Climate change pranked. Sweat oozes from every pore. Wishing myself at the shore. Now a flaming sun whips. I chug a few warm sips. Bottled water heat-infused. Tastes like a million bucks imbued. Hydration is key. Leaning back, si…
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Take a ride Throw away what blocks you. Let your machine speak the word. They have no right to stop you. The beauty belongs to everyone. Give the answer that suits you. Nothing is fixed in their sense. Take a ride and stay free. Their limits not apply to you. Their aspirations are alien to you. You are who you want to be. And opinions leave you cold. You know what is right for you. They don‘t suspect the new person. Take a ride and stay free. Why do they think they know who you are. They do not know their own backyard. Shift up a gear to shake them off. Set your goal behind the horizon. Do n…
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feedback jeder art 438. | denkmal.
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438. | denkmal. 1) .6/6/6/8 / 10/10 hob des ois net geplant, woit di net provozian, hob di nua nochgeahmt, wü di afoch niemois valian; mei programmiata fokus is entgleist, meine gedonkn san wieda vareist es is afoch so gschehn, hob diesn föhla gmocht, konns leida net zruckdrehn, hob a net vü drüba nochdocht; hob mi nua in diesa einbahn vafoahn, untaloss diese frogn vom nochboahn da tog is no so rein, hob dafüa ka konzept, es gibt nua sonnenschein, a da regn hot mi belebt; dieses gwitta hot mi wieda poliat, hob die poa dauafleckn scho negiat schliess diesn offnen kreis, fong jetzt von voane on, steh no auf dünnem eis, vatrau nua auf mei glückshoamo…
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feedback jeder art The Awakening
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The Awakening Sometimes I wish I could go back back to the times when my children’s room was the whole world I could spend hours rearranging the furniture, or renaming my fluffy little toys, and each time that I had finished, it felt as if I had changed the world in some mysterious way– and I had. Sometimes I wish I could go back back to the days when so little meant so much when everything that mattered was mine to design and nothing was out of reach when the world was touchable, approachable, both clearly defined and…
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feedback jeder art Whale Song
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Across the endless ocean, far below the sky A mournful mother sings a haunting lullaby A cry so lonely, a wailing of despair The water trembles and rattles my heart midair Sliding through the sapphire sea, then down to the abyss My heart starts to skip a beat, touched by the whale's wish A tone which carries yearning bound to melancholy From beyond, rhythmic echolocation, sound tsunami High frequency clicks, whistles and squeaks Like a violins whine that ebbs and peaks An immortal whale song chorus in pulsed calls with shrieks Tales of ancestral journeys, those lost in the stars; longing speaks …
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feedback jeder art the perfect garden
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Our perfect garden We want to live in a perfect world Everything to fit our perfect life harmony in our garden like feeling in paradise Eden is so far away we could not find it here to stay Eden is so far away we have to find another way we waste the planet with plastic and fire the climate change economy grows fantastic and politics make some war arrange We begin to grow like cancer our business and finance is sick floorsealing kills our garden this is a mirror for our greed Eden is so far away we could not find it here to stay Eden is so far away we have to find another way we live in d…
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feedback jeder art Someday
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Hello my friend do you remember me? Up ahead there is a bend in the road. And I've learned to take the path less traveled. Someday we'll meet again. Out there, somewhere beyond right and wrong. I hope we can settle our differences then. You know, I still carry you in my heart everywhere I go. Only now do I realize you must always allow the light to flow into dark corners and let Grace dispel lurking shadows to clearly hear love's beautiful echo. ©Donna H. August 7, 2022
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feedback jeder art Flower Petal Kiss
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On soft wind a flower petal glides Fluttering with Serenity's vibes Comes to me in Spring's tides What a sweet surprise, Nature's kiss Touches my Heart, this is what I miss Moments that wrap my Soul in…
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feedback jeder art A March Day Turns Joyous
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While wandering my Soul drifted like a lonely cloud that had broken free. Suddenly everything came into clear focus when what did I see? Golden frilly petticoats dancing in the sun beneath trees. Daffodils painting the day joy fluttering in the March breeze. ©Donna H. March 16, 2023 (Bild: Pixabay)
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feedback jeder art About a Lover and on Writing Poetry
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I am weary of the dragged fly-legged scrawl that bangs against your haughty jutted heart. Little cramped words written in moon spattered midnights. On crisp, smooth virgin paper with ink dropped tears bleeding watermarks. Tired, so exhausted of chafing my ragged heart. Burning love into those jade eye pools serene like a Spring morning, yearning to melt feathered hoarfrost covered hawthorne cheeks, be the golden sunlight in your Universe and pierce a stoic raven's Soul. Everything takes me away from you slipping by as a fast moving taxi. Passed familiar streets, glaring city lights at warp s…
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Low-slung terracotta sunset lounges in sky's hammock. Dips into a dark ocean, splashing vibrant gold-orange tones. Days' transformation, upon ending, paints panoramic. Final rays sparkle, dancing on waters surface like flung rhinestones. Briny wind sends flying ....... hair and sand. Sprinting across an oatmeal-tinged beach. Coconut oil glistens on skin that's perfectly tanned. Tide is out, gentle surf laps at bare feet who leave a sunken-in footprint trail, easy to reach. Sun slips under, twilight casts lavender shadows while sundown erases every trace. The last steadfast sandcastle toppled from an eager wave. …
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Nordlysene danser med stjerner fra melkveien til morgengrynen hilser fra Norge
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Chartreuse and oatmeal colored grasshoppers zing hop. Cicadas, crickets, and frogs hum in Septembers bebop. Humidity swaps with dry heat as the weather flip flops. Skeeter clouds swarm shuffle raw beating hip hop. Bees a-buzzin lovin' on a sticky dropped sidewalk cherry lollipop. Sizzling sun melting tarred roads and rooftops. Glug, glug, glug parched sucking a sweat beaded can of orange soda pop. We are miles and miles away from Summer's last whistle stop. ©Donna H. September 18, 2022 Record (online-voice-recorder.com) (3).mp3
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