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Butterfly Flew West
by Michael Plante She was chasing the sunshine of her youthher fashionable colors and markings designed to hold unsuspecting eyescould draw the stoutest of men to danceand dance they did. “My curse is that I’m color-blind,” she said. Somewhere on the west coast is a paradisewhere free spirits meet and singfreely dancing upon the waves…
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How The Bee Came To Be
by Michael Plante Reaching out into the vastnessthe Creator caught a shooting star“my aren’t you a feisty one,” he claimed;“full of energy and spunk.” The star vibrated in the Creator’s palma tingling sensation incurred. “I have an idea for you,” he spoke“I know a place where you can be of beneficial use.The most important job…
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Shadows of The Heart
by Michael Plante Green Grassclear skyno past to let go ofno future to worry aboutjust my lover and I. 20 worn fingers that time has blessedgrey hair and soft wrinkleslaugh-lines that define a life well livedmemories make the best smilesin the company of friends. Green grass open fieldsleisurely walks where time forgetsstolen moments are daisies…
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Nightmare Of A Different Perspective
by Michael Plante I was impressionable;a young mind with a strong spiritdetermined and bull-headed.I was third born in a tribe of threesmall by statute, fragile,yet never one to back down from a fight. The hardest luck is bad luckyet it teaches the trait of endurance.A coin placed into the bank of life that retains its…
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A Canadian Winter 2024
by Michael Plante The deepest of hearts are created in Canadaour bond is the winter that we embraceCold that chills the bone, and snow that covers our landproduces hearty Canadians with a historyfor rising above challenges renderedby our first queen we call Winter. From a restful slumber we riseto look beyond the windowpanethe cold of…
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