The Sacred Humming. Not sound. Not message. Just memory moving.
Author: Mlaure
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The Myth of the Trumpet and the Soul It Calls
The Myth of the Trumpet and the Soul It Calls
A Twirly Tune
A twirly tune for autumn as the leaves dance down around us.
Snailin’ for Mayor
Snailin’ for Mayor Snailin’ for Mayor. Song and lyrics 🐌 Intro: Whispered Yo… turn the volume down… way down…Sherman in the house. Or… in the garden. 🎶 Verse 1: Sherman the Snail They said, “Move fast or get outta the race”But I slid in slow with a chill kinda graceWhile they screamed lies in a… Continue reading Snailin’ for Mayor
Sonnet Bites
The Sonnet Bite — Menu at the Poet’s Café