Author: Simona A. Brinson
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A FISHERMAN’S TALE In the quiet embrace of dawn, when the world is still wrapped in a blanket of mist, an old fisherman prepares his boat for another day at sea. His weathered hands, calloused and strong, move with the grace of years spent navigating the vast, unyielding ocean. The salty breeze whispers secrets of…
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A BOOTLEGGER’S DREAM In moonlit nights, where shadows creep,A bootlegger dreams while others sleep.With barrels hidden in the dark,He roams the woods, avoids the bark.The lawman’s chase, a constant threat,Yet in his heart, no true regret.The whiskey flows, a river bold,His fortune cast in liquid gold.Through smoky haze and whispered deals,A life of risk, the…
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Lillies of the Field Beneath the azure sky, where lilies bloom,In fields of gold, they sway with gentle grace.Their petals soft, dispelling any gloom,A testament to beauty’s quiet place.Each blossom stands, a symbol pure and bright,Untroubled by the world’s relentless pace.They lift their faces to the morning light,Content to thrive within their sacred space.No toil…
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ETERNAL COVENANT Arched in the sky, a bow of light,A promise etched in hues so bright.Genesis whispers, ancient tale,Of floodwaters past and God’s prevail.A sign of peace, a covenant made,Between earth and heaven, never to fade.God’s pledge in colors vivid, bold,A story of mercy forever told.Yet man, with curious mind and heart,Assigns new meanings, tears…
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BUBBLES Bubbles, bubblesShining brightFloating through The air, so lightColors swirlingdancing freeBringing laughterAnd joy to meWith a wand And gentle blowOff they goIn flight they flowTiny worlds of magic spunUnderneath the golden sunBubbles, bubbles, A whimsical sightAs I watch them dancethe world feels rightSimona A. Brinson Photo by Marc Sendra Martorell on Unsplash © Simona A.…
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IN THE MEADOW In the heart of the meadow, where wildflowers bloom,A tapestry of colors, dispels all gloom.Golden sunlight dances, through swaying grass,Whispering secrets, as the gentle winds pass.Butterflies flutter, in a graceful ballet,Their delicate wings, carry dreams away.Bees hum softly, as they gather their treasure,In this sanctuary, where moments find leisure.Birds sing melodies, in…
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SEA HAVEN In depths where sunbeams gently play,A fish finds solace in the sway,Of sea anemone’s gentle dance,A haven found in its expanse.Amongst the tendrils, safe and still,A silent guardian, a secret thrill,In hues of coral, vibrant and bright,The fish finds refuge from the light.With cautious grace, it darts and weaves,Amongst the shadows, where safety…
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ECHOES OF A BROKEN BRIDGE Once proud and strong, a bridge now lies,Its structure fractured, under somber skies.Steel beams, weathered and worn,Echoes of the past, now forlorn.Once bustling with life, now silent and still,A broken bridge, a testament to will.Memories linger, in whispers and sighs,Of journeys taken ‘neath its arching skies.But time has claimed its…
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LOST PIECES In shadows deep, where hearts do roam,There dwells a woman, not alone.With gentle hands and soothing grace,She seeks out broken souls to embrace.A healer born, with empathy’s touch,She mends the wounded, broken and such.But in her quest to make them whole,She loses pieces of her soul.Each broken heart she tries to mend,Leaves her…
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HIDDEN TRUTHS Hidden truthsAre lies that cover upYet, shadows fade When light eruptsBeneath the surface Secrets stirBut honesty’s flame Makes falsehoods blurPeel back the layers Reveal what’s realFor truth’s embrace Is our idealNo more deceptionNo more disguiseIn opennessOur spirit fliesLet truth Be our guideIn all we doFor in its lightWe find what’s trueSimona A. Brinson…
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