She Breathes
In the quiet sanctuary of her small studio, Anya felt the world outside fade away as she stood before a blank canvas. The warm glow of...
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William Wonder
Aug 172 min read
To Wash his Feet
In the heart of a bustling city, where the streets hummed with the rhythm of life's constant motion, there lived a stranger. She roamed...
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William Wonder
Aug 171 min read
Don't Just Walk on by
When you take time to smell the flowers, A world of wonder unfolds before your eyes. The bustling rush of life slows down, As nature's...
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William Wonder
Aug 172 min read
Lost
In the depths of the dense forest, where the trees stood tall and the shadows danced with eerie grace, I found myself lost in the world....
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William Wonder
Aug 171 min read
A Quiet Place in the Heavens
Beneath the stars, beside my tranquil lake, In the heart of the forest, I pause to partake. Nature's symphony, a whispering breeze,...
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William Wonder
Aug 171 min read
Being Simple in Spring
In fields of green and skies so blue, I search for flowers, fresh and new. With every step, I skip and sing, Welcoming the arrival of...
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William Wonder
Aug 171 min read
Being Stuck
In a silent room, where thoughts should bloom, A writer sits, consumed by gloom. Words once danced upon the page, Now trapped within a...
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William Wonder
Aug 171 min read
Tulip Art
On sidewalks paved with gray and cold, Where weary feet in haste unfold, There blooms a world of vibrant art, A canvas where dreams...
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William Wonder
Aug 171 min read
I'm Learning how to Rite, Right.
Ink stains on fingertips, words pirouette on blank pages— A journey untold. Letters stumble, then soar, across vast expanses of white,...
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William Wonder
Aug 171 min read
I'm Trying
In strokes of light, your art begins to bloom, Each line, a tale, each color sings its tune. With every brushstroke, mastery you find, A...
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William Wonder
Aug 172 min read
Kaine Kaleidoscope
In the city's heart, where shadows play, Two worlds collide in the light of day. On one side, there's Rusty, rough and wild, In alleys...
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William Wonder
Aug 171 min read
The Oak's Soul
Beneath the oak's embrace, we find Freedom whispers in the wind, Roots anchored deep, yet branches skies where dreams in sunlight breach....
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William Wonder
Aug 171 min read
iF
If letters were but scribbles and numbers, mere doodles, A world adrift, in chaotic muddles. Ink on parchment, lines entwined, No sense...
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William Wonder
Aug 171 min read
The Pleasing Tree
"I want to write a poem about a Pleasing tree." "A tree?", He said, "Why not a lilac bee?" She quipped: A lilac bee? "Oh please!" "Just...
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William Wonder
Aug 172 min read
The Violent Rainbow
In the smoky dimness of a jazz club, where the air was thick with the lingering notes of the trombones, saxophones and the clinking of...
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William Wonder
Aug 171 min read
Why Me the Tree?
Beneath the canopy where shadows play, Two ancient trees stood firm, their branches high, With roots entwined and leaves that kissed the...
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William Wonder
Aug 171 min read
A Sonnett on Writing, Discovery, and Learning
When pen meets page, my mind begins to weave, A tapestry of thoughts in silken strands. In Broca's realm, where language finds reprieve,...
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William Wonder
Aug 171 min read
Sweet Dreams, Lullaby
Hush now, close your eyes, my dear, The moon is bright, the stars are near. Softly whispers the night so mild, Dream sweet dreams, my...
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William Wonder
Aug 171 min read
The Eternal Leaf
In Liora’s heart, a towering tree stood tall, The Tree of Eternity, with leaves so bright. Each century, a single leaf would fall,...
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William Wonder
Aug 171 min read
When the Heavens Weep
In arid lands where the sun does fiercely blaze, A barren desert, golden, dry, and vast, The heavens weep and in a wondrous haze, The...
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