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[Anna Adaley 📚 @AnnaAdaley]

Pale ruby was the sunrise
on the first morning
you saw her.
Fresh sapphire was the sky
on the first day
you held her.
Deep gold was the sunset
on the first evening
you kissed her.
Bright pearl was the moon
on the first night
you loved her.

#poetry #poem

[𝕐o̴g̴ @Yoda4ever]

Gandalf: The Golden..Peace..🦮🧙‍♂️😅

[Today in History @TodayinHistory]

Happy Memorial Day everyone.

Today we honor the brave men and women who gave their lives defending this great nation 🇺🇸

[Anna Adaley 📚 @AnnaAdaley]

Pale ruby was the sunrise
on the first morning
you saw her.
Fresh sapphire was the sky
on the first day
you held her.
Deep gold was the sunset
on the first evening
you kissed her.
Bright pearl was the moon
on the first night
you loved her.

#poetry #poem

[Massimo @Rainmaker1973]

Romans were known to create tombs for their dogs and gave them epitaphs to remember them by.

One such inscription reads “I am in tears, while carrying you to your last resting place as much as I rejoiced when bringing you home with my own hands 15 years ago.”

[Anna Adaley 📚 @AnnaAdaley]

😭

[Massimo @Rainmaker1973]

Romans were known to create tombs for their dogs and gave them epitaphs to remember them by.

One such inscription reads “I am in tears, while carrying you to your last resting place as much as I rejoiced when bringing you home with my own hands 15 years ago.”

[Novelicious @noveliciouss]

Confession time.

I've been writing under a pen name for the past year.
Leo Di Lux. Different genre, darker corner of the brain.

The first novella just dropped: a Renaissance horror about Leonardo da Vinci's grandfather and what he painted that should never have existed.

It's free, if you're curious.

https://t.co/GYshB0OFfb

[Massimo @Rainmaker1973]

In case you ever thought they had smooth skin

[Novelicious @noveliciouss]

A life without books is a thirsty life, and one without poetry is… like a life without pictures.
~ Stephen King
#writing #reading

[Anna Adaley 📚 @AnnaAdaley]

@almarquardt They were so sweet!

[Anna Adaley 📚 @AnnaAdaley]

At the library: three 5-year-old girls playing hide-and-seek stopped close to my bench to have a very serious conversation about not lying, and not everyone has to laugh at someone's jokes. I have to stifle my grin at their very wise topics. They would probably be offended.

[Novelicious @noveliciouss]

We need Joy as we need air. We need Love as we need water. We need each other as we need the earth we share.
Maya Angelou

[Novelicious @noveliciouss]

Leave my loneliness unbroken.
Edgar Allan #Poe
#writing #NFT
#LeonardoDiAetherhart

[Novelicious @noveliciouss]

Trees are poems the earth writes upon the sky, We fell them down and turn them into paper,
That we may record our emptiness
KGibran
#writing

[Anna Adaley 📚 @AnnaAdaley]

These are the same aisles where I discovered the magic of reading as a child. I've come a long way! 😆

This old classic immediately caught my eye: "Stone Soup." I remember reading this one so many years ago. As a child, I didn't know it was a Caldecott Honor Book in 1948!

[Nature is Amazing ☘️ @AMAZlNGNATURE]

A harvest mouse can literally fit inside a tulip.

These tiny mammals weigh less than a quarter of an ounce, making them light enough to perch inside delicate flowers without bending the stem.

[Anna Adaley 📚 @AnnaAdaley]

My local library is such a peaceful place to hang out! I can pause to feel the breeze and hear the birds singing in the middle of a busy city.

#library #amreading

[Novelicious @noveliciouss]

Every first draft is perfect because all the first draft has to do is exist.
JANE SMILEY
#writerslife #writing #writersproblems
#Art

[Pink Floyd 💎 @Just_pinkfloyd]

The sweet smell of a great sorrow lies over the land
Plumes of smoke rise and merge into the leaden sky
A man lies and dreams of green fields and rivers
But awakes to a morning with no reason for waking

He's haunted by the memory of a lost paradise
In his youth or a dream, he can't be precise
He's chained forever to a world that's departed
It's not enough, it's not enough

His blood has frozen and curdled with fright
His knees have trembled and given way in the night
His hand has weakened at the moment of truth
His step has faltered

One world, one soul
Time pass, the river roll

And he talks to the river of lost love and dedication
And silent replies that swirl invitation
Flow dark and troubled to an oily sea
A grim intimation of what is to be

There's an unceasing wind that blows through this night
And there's dust in my eyes, that blinds my sight
And silence that speaks so much louder than words
Of promises broken

[Novelicious @noveliciouss]

“Nothing is more human than a book.” —Marilynne Robinson #reading #writing
Art by Leonardo Di Aetherhart