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Saltycat

about 1 hour ago

Blockchain Poets

A Letter To The Future You Dear Self Recognize your vitality, that spark burning fiercely within, a flame that refuses to be extinguished. Savour life's fleeting joys, moments slipping through your…

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6 days ago

Blockchain Poets

Stop That Smacking Sound Please stop that smacking sound, like oars slapping water in a race. Your tongue, pink and slavering, rolls around. Smell of your breath, just like a hound, crumbs caught in…

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6 days ago

A Spring Awakening in the Wessenden Valley Hi fellow Wednesday Walkers, Today, I want to share the invigorating experience of a recent walk through the Wessenden Valley, a journey that embraced the awakening of spring…

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15 days ago

We Need New Names by NoViolet Bulawayo Hi to the friends of Hive Bookclub, I want to share with you my latest read. It was We Need New Names by NoViolet Bulawayo, although technically I didn’t “read” it as I listened…

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16 days ago

Blockchain Poets

Two Voices I sit high above, in my judges seat, guardian of fact, of precision, neat. I run among the chaos, sweat and roar, I mediate tempers, settle the score. In fields of sport…

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17 days ago

A Wednesday Walk Between Two Waters After a persistent season of rain-soaked Wednesdays, the sky finally relented, granting my friend and me the gift of a sun-dappled afternoon stroll along the canal. Our journey…

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22 days ago

Blockchain Poets

The Supermarket Trolley Chains of life, routinely bound, handles tethered together. Guided through busy markets, hurried feet, a solo meal, slow but sure, a mother’s fleet. High on my chair, a…

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about 1 month ago

Blockchain Poets

The Cynical Cat’s Guide to Digital Divinity Image AI generated My cat wants to sit on my laptop divert me away from my screen. Her paws press the keyboard unwittingly, an unplanned poem begins. She headbutts my…

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about 1 month ago

Blockchain Poets

When the Lights Fail Snow writes silent code, no-one to read it, but crows. Streetlights are editors, cutting veins, into cobblestones. A traffic light hums, red, amber, green, a spectral…

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about 2 months ago

Blockchain Poets

Water in three states prompt In Three States My walls once stood as solid ice, built from certainty, a frozen fortress, grou

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