Poetry

Erupt

Erupt From deep beneath the earth's thin skin, A rumble starts, a low, suppressed din. Then fissures yawn, the pressure breaks, And molten rivers, fierce, awaken. Ash clouds billow like dark, triumphant sails, While

Since

Since the dawn slipped quiet over the hills, Since the river learned to hum its old refrain, Since the sky turned from pewter to amber, And the sparrows took their leave in soft‑spoken

Pesky

Pesky little thoughts that tug at my sleeve, Like midges in summer that refuse to leave. They buzz around the kitchen, spoil my tea, Turn a quiet evening into a fussy spree. Yet in

Cheer

Cheer is a soft, warm light that slips Through winter mist and soggy streets, It lifts the shoulders of the grumpy And turns a frown to brightened beats. In cosy pubs where

Clone

In a quiet lab, beneath the humming lights, A single cell awakes, a twin in waiting— Identical in code, yet yearning for its own spark, A mirror that dares to dream beyond the

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