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#MicroPoetry
(A) All I Ever Lost – Poetry/prose about sorrow and loss
(A) Eternity Whispers – Poetry/prose about eternal love, ghosts, memories
(A) Swimming in the Silence – Poetry/prose about things unsaid and reflections
(A) The Flow of Moments – Poetry/prose about nature, beauty, time and space
(A) To the Ends of the Earth and the Four Winds – Poetry/Prose about love, longing and desire
Ache
After
Alone
Alone
Alone
Always
Another
Autumn
Autumn
Autumn
Autumn
Autumn
Beauty
Beginning
Below
Bitter
Blog update
blood
Blossoms
Blossoms
blush
butterfly
Choka
Cloak In Ten Words
clock
Clouds
Dawn
Dawn
Death
Deep
Desire
Desire
Desire
Discover
Dreams
Dreams
Dreams
Dreams
Echo/Echoes
Echoes From The Shadows
Edge
escape
eternal
Fade
Falling
Falling
Fear
Find
Find Me
float
Frail
Gloom
Grief
Haiku
Haiku – Pleasure
Haiku – Regret
have
Hold
hold
ice
illusion
infinite
It weighs heavy
Katauta
Keep
lest
Light and Dark
Listen
listen
Loneliness
Loneliness
Loneliness
Loneliness
Loneliness
Longing
Look
Loss
Loss
Loss
Loss
Loss
Loss
Love
Love
Melancholy
Melting under the moon
Memories
memories
Memories
Micropoetry
mirror
Moon
Moon
Moon
moon
Move
move
Needs picture
Night
Night
Night
Night
night blooms
Ocean
One Line Love Poems – 'Love Bites'
One Line Nature Poems – 'Temporal Joys'
Pain
Poetry
Pond
Rain
Rain
Rain
rain
Reach
reflection
Return
Return
ring
sapphires in moonlight
scent
sea
Seasons
Sedoka
See
Shadows
Small
Spring
stars
stars and sea
Still
Stolen
strange
Summer
sweet
Take/Taken
talk
Tanka
Tears
The Time I Take
there were blossoms on the tree
thunder
Time
Time
Time
To The Ends Of The Earth And The Four Winds
tragic
Two
Under the dreaming tree
unravelling
Villanelle
Violet (In Ten Words)
Walls
Wander
Want
Water In Five Words
we look but rarely see
window
Winter
Winter
Winter
wish
Within
Yearning
yellow

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Our book is now closed
finally finding my light
I burn the pages
© Ann Bagnall