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On one specific night when a torrential rainstorm arrived, my landscape lamps froze and stopped shining.  The darkness was overwhelming, not...

April showers bring May flowers. I have heard this quote since I was a child. When visiting my Nonnie Rose, I often found myself dancing in ...

  april spreads its windy wings poetry reverberates   springtime sings ©CVarsalona, 2026 I Invite Slicers, Poets, Writers, Artists, Photogra...

Poetry loves discovering things.  You're not necessarily knowing where you're going when you start a poem.    - Catherine Graham, aw...

As winter turns to spring, I feel time fleeting by. I remember persevering during the winter months, as difficult as that was. Each day, I f...

St. Patrick's Day is an event that my family has enjoyed as long as I can remember. Even though we are not Irish, we  appreciate St. Pat...

Dear Slicer Friends, There have been many times when my life has felt fragile and uncertain. Since last year at this time, I have walked an ...

On Day 21 of Laura Shovan 's February Poetry Project, Marilyn R. Garcia invited writers to explore the mystery between sadness and joy i...