A log of the magnificent journey across the vast sea of my imagination. |
![]() A log of our magnificent journey.
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| Our WDC family members devote their time to helping other writers learn and grow. We all join in the craft of making words paint sensory images with sound effects to capture the essence of life's wonders. Blood, sweat, and tears pour onto pages so readers can soak it all up. Notes on the Kwansaba form of poetry ▶︎ |
Poets think they're so smart. The horror of it all when words do not come so easy. Blank page. Notes on the Cinquain form of poetry ▶︎ |
| While we go walking on the sandy beach, we dance with waves from incoming tide and listen to a flock of seagulls screech. The monotonous grind made us decide to embark on this spiritual ride. The ocean breezes wash the stress away. I can't wait to come back another day. Notes on the Rhyme Royal form of poetry ▶︎ |