The Swan People – new poem
The Swan People By N. M. Sirett© THE SWAN PEOPLE Sometimes we drown, but we learn to breathe again through the eyes of Divine grace: people sank beneath the lake sun set on wet faces…
Original Stories – Fiction
The Swan People By N. M. Sirett© THE SWAN PEOPLE Sometimes we drown, but we learn to breathe again through the eyes of Divine grace: people sank beneath the lake sun set on wet faces…
Painting by N.M. Sirett © Sneaky Snippet From Bumper Sticker Bessie: Battle of Bones – my latest novel: I am merely a whisper, a faint rustle through crisp leaves. My words come like fingernails scratching…
Brilliant People by N. M. Sirett© DOUGLAS Douglas was a glib git and well versed in the art of sophistry. This sharp dresser was garbed in a beige cashmere topcoat and tailored navy suit. An…
By N. M. Sirett © All Rights Reserved© GENTLE WORDS You are kind I am kinder You are a flower I am a bee To grow, you need me. . You are colours I am…
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