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Smell The Coffee

Wake up and Smell the Coffee; Poems, Short stories, Bite-size news- old and new .....Because I Have a Voice!

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Happy Thanksgiving

I love Thanksgiving Kith and kin come together Feasting to their fill Basking in each others' warmth Grateful for this moment shared (#Tanka) ©Vivian Zems Colleen's Weekly Poetry Challenge ~ thanks, family



Falling in love- not for the faint-hearted - even from afar  Leaves you exposed - even from afar The shield of your heart, laid on the floor Vulnerable heart on show - even from afar Trust is such a risk... Continue Reading →

The Wardrobe

Jackie was startled by the sudden commotion. Alex and Sylvia tore past her, shrieking at the top of their lungs. Panic seized her as she propelled herself after them. Catching up with them, she tried to make sense of their... Continue Reading →

Memories of a Swing

  This swing lies forlorn Begging for childhood laughter In trees, Robins sing (#Haiku) ©Vivian Zems Haiku Horizons

Crunchy Munchies

Tis a cold winters night Awakened by crunching Sitting up afright Inching along bowed at the waist Shrinking my height The sounds are louder Oh lawd I'm done for! Tis my end! Can I put up a fight On this... Continue Reading →

Dinner Time

My chicks squeal in protest Their beaks agape with hunger And squalls becoming stronger Searching over hills With the eyes of a mother A hare for dinner (#Cherita) ©Vivian Zems Posted for dVerse poets Pub- Hosted by Kim Russell.  Inspired by... Continue Reading →

Voice of My Soul

Give me a pen Give me some paper Tongue to my thoughts Voice to my whispers Screams to my fingers Pouring words from my soul Voice to my whispers Secrets I try to hold They won't stay buried Fighting back... Continue Reading →

Temporary Turmoil

Clothes in the dryer In fight and agitation Just temporary (#haiku) ©Vivian Zems November Writing Prompt 21/30

Rich Man’s Musings

Would you still love me If I had no money If I had no means Would you still love me If there was no gain If all I had to offer Was my misery and pain My heart muses Heavy... Continue Reading →

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