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We are off to a sunny start with this month's forum challenge from Jenny Harris! Take a look here https://t.co/HzTMRiXB0x and join the fun with inspiration from the poem Summer Sun by Robert Louis Stevenson.

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he was a tiddies
poem

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Made this collaborating with

Hope you all like it! (the version they have it's a little bit different than this one)

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Ending each day with something beautiful and a poem.

Thanks to my friend I’ve been introduced via Twitter to some incredible water colour artists this year.

One is who has such a feel for this way of seeing the world. Thank you for sharing these.

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A poem written by the Tang Dynasty poet, Jia Zhi.
It expresses the melancholy of spring through the beauty of the flowers.

賈至「春思」

草色靑靑柳色黄
桃花歷亂李花香
東風不爲吹愁去
春日偏能惹恨長

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Amazing poem & music, dear Khan! 🌸 The first day of spring did not have time to begin, but all living things,it seems,already see this world in a new way. Fabulous spring, let it be in your heart!🌷How we want this world to change for the better in a fabulous way!...😊🎉🌺

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Feb 28, ‘21 fashioned from friends' statuses. 🎂
(#Animation created in story.)

When it's your Birthday
I model for my day job
Adorbzology

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I have NO idea what those december events were, but I can imagine that Husk, who knows Al better than most other demons, also knows some things Alastor does not want to be debated in public.
This joke is a mix of the famous Guy-Fawkes-poem and the celebration day of Krampus.

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And starry river buds among the sedge,
And floating water-lilies, broad and bright,

And bulrushes, and reeds of such deep green
As soothed the dazzled eye with sober sheen.

Shelley
Monet

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I dreamed that, as I wandered by the way,
Bare Winter suddenly was changed to Spring,

And gentle odours led my steps astray,
Mixed with a sound of waters murmuring

thread

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Only a sense of supplication;
A sense o'er all my soul imprest
That I am weak, yet not unblest …

To be loved is all I need,
And whom I love, I love indeed.

Coleridge, from ‘The Pains of Sleep’
Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec

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Ere on my bed my limbs I lay,
It hath not been my use to pray
With moving lips or bended knees;
But silently, by slow degrees,
My spirit I to Love compose,
In humble trust mine eye-lids close,
With reverential resignation
No wish conceived, no thought exprest,

thread

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Vent art but make it the minecraft end poem.

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well a little short of time and ideas, and the classic poem phrase stuck to me, the roses are red violets are blue

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Cheryl Chalmers shares the second of four portraits commissioned for the Exeter Bulletin's series celebrating 50 years of coeducation. This watercolor portrait of Emma Wynn accompanies her poem "The Meadow".

https://t.co/l4JK2zVisf

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i can finally post this lmao. made for the wwx/lwj lunar new year gift exchange over on tumble. this was a gift for (hi!!), the text is a shortened version of the poem "good bones" by maggie smith

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