Andrea Corwin

Joined March 2021

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🐘Wildlife 🧘‍♀️ 🖋️🈷️ 3rd°🥋 See nature through my eyes and photos.

Poetry, haiku, fiction, horror, life experiences. Written without A.I. © Andrea O. Corwin

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Robin Lullaby
The robins seem confused by the warmer days, wondering where the chill and damp have gone, sensing a mix-up in the shifting seasons. The sky brightened to brilliant blue after the dull gray blankets and mists of fog above the frosted lawns.
By Andrea Corwin 4 months ago in Poets
Flaming Lies
He saw something he wanted, different from him. Observing, he found her vulnerabilities. It was a fire not easily lit, but after resistance, a flicker appeared, and once the flames roared into life, no wind or counsel could snuff them.
By Andrea Corwin 4 months ago in Poets
Noticeable
What is in a name? Others have asked. To No Answer Names repeated frequently, weekly, bi-monthly Favorites? Or simply favored?
By Andrea Corwin 4 months ago in Writers
Neonopolis
vibrant red, purple, lime and blue smiles wide, eyes fixed as if in glue on the rose windows floating in air awing the crowd into stares
By Andrea Corwin 4 months ago in Poets
Hydrangea
Summer Hydrangea brown panicles tip stems, still, until winter storms Copyright © 11/18/2025 by Andrea O. Corwin I am thrilled you stopped by! 😃 You can subscribe for free. Please consider leaving a comment. ✍️❤️
By Andrea Corwin 4 months ago in Poets
Hints of Frost To Come
A crisp dampness hangs in the air, evoking the first bite of a chilled apple as juice sputters and dribbles down one’s chin.
By Andrea Corwin 4 months ago in Poets
Bionic Parts Don't End The Journey
Sadness engulfed me The tears are a decree of frustration and worry making my eyes are all blurry This road is hard, but I can’t go back,
By Andrea Corwin 4 months ago in Poets
November 17 Is National Butter Day
Bread tastes better with butter and pizza crust needs some too Utterly smooth and soft, or cold from the fridge Thinly layered, even beneath peanut butter, or
By Andrea Corwin 4 months ago in Poets
Monthly, I Adore You
My Friend, you have many names. Today, we call you Wolf Moon. Will you join me in a January howl echoing across the valley in the icy fog?
By Andrea Corwin 4 months ago in Poets
The Changing Face of Luna
Dearest Luna, I hear your sigh as you slip to sleep, the starlight snuffed out, the world awakening. My friend, before you rest today, I want to thank you. Just as your phases change your appearance, they also alter the night sky. From a full moon of brilliance to a sliver next to Venus, your beauty is stunning. You glowed in a quarter phase over the Serengeti, casting dappled light on grazing antelope as hyenas and lions roamed.
By Andrea Corwin 5 months ago in Poets
Katie Can't Cut It. Top Story - November 2025.
“I want to go home,” Elon shouted. "You mean to South Africa?" Katie Miller replied. “I thought you were smart, but you just proved me wrong! You are released. Go back to Stephen. You are not baby mama material.
By Andrea Corwin 5 months ago in Fiction
Jerry
tree frog is a chair frog appearing in spring to claim his throne hidden behind a pillow in day roaming grass and reeds by night
By Andrea Corwin 5 months ago in Poets