wet tyres squishing past
the dim light of a dark day
the warmth of this bed
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wet tyres squishing past
the dim light of a dark day
the warmth of this bed
I dream so I write ..
New Ideas, New Forms
Musings from an insignificant writer
14 hectares of thrills, spills and fun!
A Journal of Poetic Observations
Pictures and Poetry, Picture Poetry
My Journey on the Lonely Road to Deaf Acceptance
Ellen Grace Olinger
My Eccentric Friend 