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I'm sharing this beautiful and moving song by one of my very favorite artists, Ed Sheeran, titled 'Visiting Hours'. I hope you take a listen.
By Heather Hubler2 months ago in Poets
This song always speaks differently to me whenever I take a listen, the meaning evolving and sometimes circling back around. It's the inspiration for this poem in some ways. I hope you take a listen.
I am writing this piece to share my uncontainable joy (yes, it's that over-the-top) in finding my 'clan' of creators. I really wanted to use conclave, but well, it's not a secret now if it ever was.
By Heather Hubler2 months ago in Humans
No one really knows this, you all think her name is Cathy. Cathie? Khathie? but In our secret club of nonsense, she is known to me as Nitty (eh, that rhyme was off).
Bonfire of my heart Turned ash and feeble embers, Banked by bitter words. Malice puffs float white, Beautiful and awful both,
nestled deep within, an earthen womb sleeps, dreaming of sprouts touching sky. ______________________________________________
Flames lick playfully, Munching on air and timber– Is nature to blame? ________________________________________________ Written for the Quadru-haiku challenge.
I wrote a frilly poem, Then dreamt a silly dream. Where animals were everywhere Floating on puffs of steam. They flew and dashed and
By Heather Hubler2 months ago in Fiction
A wisp of fluff floats, Coddled by warm summer air– Sheltering new life ___________________________________________________
damp, earth-covered sins tallied in life, waiting for judgement–and mercy? ______________________________________ Written for the Quadru-haiku challenge.
Fuck this day, No, fuck this year! I can't handle one more thing going wrong. I just can't. I want a break, I want a sign,
Poetically prolific, bursting with profound emotive prose, Red is her color whether referring to a dress or blood or rose,
