A welcome glint
In moments of stillness, when the chaos quiets and nature reveals its gentle truths, even a fleeting beam of sunlight becomes a messenger of...
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The 12 inch heel, the confident gait, The measured steps, the sudden halt, The blush on cheeks, the smoldering eyes, The hands on h...
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I, me, mine echoes all around. The temples ache, and so does the heart. Ah! I long for mother’s lap. To empty the burdens That ...
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It was her umpteenth shift in that cramped bus on a Monday morning. She had hoped to avoid the digging arms and elbows. But to no avail. ...
That was...wow. Such emotion!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for your kind words
DeleteLove your use of gerunds in this, Ruby, and the play off the word 'silver' is excellent.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Kymm for such appreciation
DeleteLove that play on silver sliver! Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Shailaja for your kind words
DeleteLoved the pace and pause you created. I see the contrast from what I wrote.
ReplyDeleteThank you for such encouraging words
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