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thunderstorm
baby stars tremble in the bed of skies winter night the lone child finds friends in the little dipper morpheus abandons orpheus's lyre lulls insomniacs to sleep 27/5/2022 08:32:32 pm
Three wonderful Haikus that paint such beautiful scenes. Your words are a fine brush here, Padmini
Sue Clayton
28/5/2022 07:25:54 am
Agree with Jim. You paint a beautiful picture. Love the phrase baby stars tremble in the bed of skies.
Marjan Sierhuisâ°
28/5/2022 06:38:29 pm
Lovely, Padmini. I agree with Jim and Sue.
Krystyna
29/5/2022 02:38:52 am
Beautiful words creating equally beautiful images. Perfectly presented, Padmini.
Padmini
29/5/2022 05:07:33 am
Thank you for your kind words and encouragement, Sue, Jim, Marjan and Krystyna. Comments are closed.
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PoetryThis is the section where fiction prose becomes something else. We still expect the poems to be short, though – sonnets, perhaps, or around that length at the very most. 
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