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• The Fog Clears
  by brummieboy

  They blow away mist and lift all the dark / And bring a smile to your face…..........

• ~On top of the World! ~
  by adgray

  Oh to be on top of the world / To breathe the air so pure / To feel the warmth of the sun on my back / Have the freedom of life to endure

  Life on a mountain is GLORIOUS! I miss it! / Blossom ’s picture inspired my words. / I love the clarity of her Ruined Castle Walk shot and the colours of the eucalyptus she caught! I hope you do too! :O) / Chookas! ♥

• Spring through a clear lens
  by Angielarts

  Through the front clear pane lens, I view with open eyes to my provincial world, / Light is falling softly through its barrier to the floo…

• MYSTICAL
  by Ushna Sardar

  my eyes roamed to heart / I saw the sun blazed down from a clear blue sky / the garden blazed with colour / and in the blaze we go

  Neil Johson’s art shows many way to depict new horizon! / His work is outstanding! / It’s another collabration with his fabulous pic “Mystical” / Please check out his awesome art on RB! / Thank you Neil! :)

• crystal clear chords
  by greeneyedlady

  i can’t stop it now / though i long to turn a deaf ear / to crystal clear chords / of music washing over me

• The Clearing
  by Beau Ravn

  A lone ear pressed to the ground awakens to the sounds of the Earth. A soft hum becomes a drone…a single tone. As the sound flows through…

  Out of a 10 year journey into the depths of the dark forest of ones own inner hell, springs new hope … new life … a new vision of all life. A clearing. An auto-biographical short story.

• MY BRIGHT, CLEAR, BRILLIANT LIGHT
  by JaneAParis

  she was a gift from God, an angel that touched my life / I will always love her, and think of her wherever I go… / and whatever I do

  Claire is my daughter. Her name means bright, clear, and brilliant light. She is my love and my guiding spirit and light. I think she is a shining star which is true, since her name also means famous. This poem is for her, love from mommy, always and forever. / /

• Clearly Blinded
  by jcmontgomery

  Learning to see love clearly – the hard way.

  Learning to see love clearly – the hard way.

• Crystal Clear
  by Jan Stead JEMproductions

  crystal clear aqua blue / in all its shades and hues / spray of the crashing wave, / the ocean, the beach, / the distant sea… / such a delig…

  This poem was inspired yet again by one of Bev Woodman’s shots, Aqua Surf. Yet again, it began as a comment, but then evolved and developed in a word.doc. / Once I had it to a certain point I used bubble mail to send it to Bev. That began a back and forth collaboration, the result of which you see here. / So, many thanks to Bev, who is not only a wonderful photographer, but a fine writer and poet as well. / Thank you Bev. It was fun. / ~~~~~~~~~~~ / Please check out Bev’s great shot and her profile. You won’t be disappointed! : )

• This Day.
  by Paul Rees-Jones

  On this day, / I bid farewell to the grey, / As the sky clears, / To this face of dried tears, / The birds fly and sing, / In the distance, ge…

  Optimism… : { )}

• Clearly Opaque
  by linda lowry

  Amanda imagined that her fascination with glass began, not on the beach, but on the hot August evening Julia led her away from their hous…

  Life changes, glass reflects it.

• Clear Days
  by bjboo

  I want to lie here forever. But I know that it’s getting late and I must go to bed. But I’ll be back tomorrow

  I wrote this when i was 12 and I honestly did those things on that wonderful day!

• The Last Rites
  by IdKid

  As we speed past, the shredded desolation becomes starkly apparent. There are bodies everywhere, piled one on top of the other like refus…

  This piece was written quickly whilst in the shadow of sorrow. The moment I write about, I experienced recently when I drove past a patch of eucalypt forest that had been cleared. In the shredded bodies of the trees I saw wasted life and disrespect. I saw death. I felt something I had not felt to that extent before and it made me question the price of progress and whether in an objective sense it is worth paying.

• the clearing
  by here goes

  You want to write / there is so much to say, / but it won’t come You rack your brain / for the subject, / the feeling, the rhyme What c…

  these are just the words to that screwed up face of anguish over knowing where you want to get to, but not quite sure which road to take…

• SEE
  by martin venit

  ALL YOU EVER HAD

  MY SECOND POEM. SOMETIMES IT IS OK TO THINK OUT LOUD, BUT IT REALLY FEELS LIBERATING TO ACTUALLY PUT IT TO PEN AND PAPER. THANK YOU MY CHILD.

• clear catastrophy
  by eagerlyawaiting

  confusion in a clearing

• Clear Blue Sky
  by daniel cautrell

  9/11, Remember our dead on a clear blue day…..

  This is a poem I wrote after 9/11 when, as an artist, I was trying to respond. / It is included in the book, Printmakers Respond to 9/11 by Robert Vianna

• Vivid Illusion
  by bajidoo

  The debris certain, destruction yield All is victim to what is real. Fortuna cetera mando… / ‘commit the rest to f…

  The day after

• Clear Absense
  by DevaDaDiva

  Slowly, she crouched into a pounce position. She took in two deep breaths, and eyed the rim of the pool. / Suddenly, she sprang up, racing…

  This is another story I wrote at school, not for a class, but just when I was bored. It, as many others, is not finished; but I hope you like it nontheless. / I worked very hard on this piece, so please give me any feedback you might have. / Thank You! =] P.S. this piece i haven’t decided if im going to turn it into a novel or keep it as a short story. but either way, i really would love comment, questions and feedback.

• Clear Direct Blue
  by linlo

  “Your father arrives with the moon” my mother says as she turns to look in from the balcony. I am in her bedroom, watching her through th…

• MY BRIGHT CLEAR BRILLIANT LIGHT
  by pumpkinpatch

  she was a gift from God, an angel that touched my life / I will always love her, and think of her wherever I go… / and whatever I do

  Claire is my daughter. Her name means bright, clear, and brilliant. She is my love and my guiding spirit and light. I think she is a shining star, which is true, since her name also means famous. This poem is for her, love from mommy, always and forever. / /

• Claire n Clear
  by Isaiah Kakule

  Claire n Clear Claires are clear / And fair as the air / Sweet as pears / They care and are rare The voice; charming and soothing / The…

  a poem for one of the really cool ppl i know

• Stop terroism in the world
  by deepsandhu

  Please join hand agianst terrorism and clear it

  hello, / i am mandeep singh sandhu from punjab.i am punjabi boy and i am song writer and want to open website of music abut due to poorness i can.t do this / but thanks to red bubble who help me show my work