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Friday Night Poetry Corner #186

Welcome everyone to another Friday Night Poetry Corner. This week is my new poem I just wrote a few days ago. The title is “A walk down the afternoon dreary.” I hope you guys will enjoy it!

A walk down the afternoon dreary,

It contradicts the strength of us,

Manifest everything in beauty. It frames us into existing

Internalize the watcher for self importance while shaming their actions to oblivion

In truth I want to believe in solid nature.

I do,

With no hesitation

As far as my eyes will see.

-K. G. Bethlehem. (Photo by my lil boo boo) #kgbethlehem #potheory #stlmade #pgcountyredux #poetry #poetrycommunity #poems #photography #photooftheday

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2nd Annual St. Louis Author Invitational

Hey everyone! I will be in St. Louis, MO showcasing my books at this amazing event sponsored by Some Unique Magazine LLC. Any authors in the greater St. Louis area you need to check this out immediately!

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wonder often by Dawning Words (Friday Night Poetry Corner #185)

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Wander Often, Wonder Always

 

Good evening everyone and welcome to another Friday Night Poetry Corner. This week we are humbled to have this reflective piece of good writing called “wonder often” by Dawning Words. Please visit this poet’s page and I ensure you, you won’t be disappointed.

Dawning Words

Wander far and
wonder often.
Soar above and through the boundaries
separating you
from the other side
where you want to be,
where you are meant to be,
where you will find
the path leading through the winding
trees and valleys
of your soul, to your heart
and until you find it
wonder often
and wander far
through and through.

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