Blue sky, bittersweet
time's arrow I can't defeat
final sleep, beckons
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Dean F. Hardy
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Beyond the Firelight
Long before the advent of printing presses, libraries, or digital screens, the warmth of firelight was the setting for humanity’s most treasured stories. In the quiet of night, people gathered to listen to tales that were passed down not in written form, but through the spoken word. These stories were as diverse as they were enduring—whispers of gods, songs of legendary heroes, and lessons taught by tricksters who roamed freely between realms. These narratives weren’t captured in books; they were carried from one generation to the next, spoken from elder to child, their essence preserved in the memory of those who listened. Folklore became the fabric of memory, and poetry, with its rhythm and rhyme, was the thread that stitched it into the very fabric of human history.
By Jhon smithabout 11 hours ago in Poets
Why Wicked: For Good is Undeservingly the ‘worse movie’
So… off the bat, we’re about to delve into something ridiculous. Just so we’re clear on that, ok? The first thing anyone that knows a thing about these dual movies… knows… is the original movie and sequel were shot together.
By Gabriel Shames5 days ago in Humans
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Ah haikus are so hard but these are so great. I will practice more
This is great. Well done.
Wow. just wow. I am not subscribed to you, which is odd. I've changed that!
Wow! That’s an awesome pull on the one armed bandit!
Very, very, very good!!!
Loved the idea of time's arrow. Wonderful :)
That was cool!! I loved the rhyme in there.