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Reflections on Life by Donna Fox (HKB) in Review
Since I started my journey on Vocal and found poetry, I have referred to myself as an accidental poet. It was never my intention when joining this platform, but then it took my soul captive and put a gun to its head. I fear it may shoot some day if I ever decide not to pen something poetic. That's something to look forward to, eh?
By Paul Stewart4 months ago in BookClub
The Music Box That Played Lives
A music box played a different tune for each listener. A widow heard her wedding song. A child heard a lullaby never sung to him. A traveler heard footsteps on gravel—the rhythm of every place he’d wandered. When the box broke, silence filled the room. Then, from within the silence, came a single note that belonged to everyone. People realized the box had not broken; it had completed its final symphony: the shared music of being alive.
By GoldenSpeech4 months ago in BookClub
The Orchard of Sleepless Trees
A small village had an orchard whose trees never slept. They rustled and shifted even on windless nights. Locals believed the trees were nourished by dreams: every time someone hoped sincerely, a new blossom appeared. During a difficult winter, hope dwindled and branches grew bare. A girl climbed one tree and whispered all the dreams she was too afraid to say aloud. By morning the orchard was heavy with fruit — warm, glowing, fragrant. Villagers ate from the branches, each fruit holding a dream of its own. They realized hope never disappears; it only waits for someone brave enough to feed it again.
By GoldenSpeech4 months ago in BookClub
