Friday is a strangeday,it’s a bit of a whyday.For me it’s the fifthday,and for workers it’s the lastdayof the working week. Fridayis unlucky, especiallyfor sailors. Black or Good,it will always bemy day. Kim M. Russell, 15th April 2024 Image by Sincerely Media on Unsplash It’s Monday and, at the dVerse Poets Pub, De has us […]
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Princess Elisa’s story continues
The Wild Swans Stave 4 After the darkest night, Without even the light Of a glow worm to ease her loneliness, Elisa set off through the vast forest And soon came upon A kindly old woman. Elisa asked if she had seen Eleven princes on their horses. She replied no, but eleven swans with […]
The Wild Swans continued
Stave 3 Elisa wept and sadly crept Out of her father’s castle. Not knowing whether to turn left or right, She wandered over marsh and field, Into the forest and the night, Where she found soft moss to lay her head, Said her prayers and went to bed. She watched the glow worms shimmering […]
Hollow Inside
Last Friday was an odd day. It started with an ominous feeling of doom and gloom, accompanied by nausea and tears, that I couldn’t shake off. In the afternoon, my PC broke down, which was difficult but could be fixed. After a whole day alone, I waited for my husband to come home and by […]
A quote poem for Friday
Wavering ‘The moment where you doubt whether you can fly, you cease for ever being able to do it.’ J.M. Barrie from Peter Pan Icarus, Although he flew too high, Never had that instant, That flashing moment, Of uncertainty. He didn’t hesitate Or question That he was airborne. He was the pilot of his life, […]