No Chat

Chat about what he says to her When she begged to sit a while That they both can smile again In the quiet of the evening light. But, this he found a nuisance is That all she ever said was to correct him And he no fault he found in self Continued on a path […]

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Exceptions

When the case goes bad, the guilty man Excepts, and thins his jury all he can. J Dryden.

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Love

To love:  a blessing, a curse. Love always seeks to uplift and keep the faith Even though it is battered sometimes with hate Love cannot bow out from its fate It  continues to take and take.   Is it insanity that it cannot hate Or is it truly some love do turn away To seek […]

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I am Soul Virtual Blog Tour Day 1

Bio Yecheilyah (e-See-li-yah, affectionately called EC) is an Author, Blogger, and Poet and lives in Marietta, GA with her wonderful husband.  She has been writing poetry since she was twelve (12) years old and joined the UMOJA 23 years old Yecheilyah published her first collection of poetry and in 2014 founded Literary Korner Publishing and […]

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Friday hopes

  SHORT STORY UPDATE So on Friday, I am finally meeting the editor for my first short children’s story.   Of course I am open for all the critique (roll eyes) and corrections that had to be done and of course the feel of my purse getting thinner.  However, all in all, I  would have a […]

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Beeing #11

Three eyes atop head Two compounded at the sides Antennas spring milk. ©2018∼VearnaGloster

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Sad

That’s what it is…. He never knew Cause she never said… They love each other at a distance, The pain of love. ©2018∼VearnaGloster

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His Writings

“The earth that opens wide her mouth to swallow man and his works is the redeemer of our souls from bondage to our bodies.” From the Treasured Writings of Kahlil Gibran.

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Slow Death

Failing to express his feelings He is dying a slower death…while… Pouring his undying love Into chaos’ net… then, Oh how brief the moment When his eyes glow abright As she enters the space That’s shared by their bond It’s when everything becomes alright. ©2017~VearnaGlostera  

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Speaking Pages #5

If only I can imagine all by myself I would grow arms like those before I was shelved Before I was washed and pulped, squeezed and dried I would have wrote on another like me With the tip of my burnt branch. Oh, how papery it feels My flat surface so, surreal Yet here I […]

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