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A simple life with the brats and my best friend.
She is my rarest. Religion calls to the heart of the masses but I surround my soul with butterflies. Frantic wing beats send cosmic vibrations glittering through the ethereal filament that divides our world from the next. The Black Hairstreak: I've still not seen her but I do believe. #FoxProse
mended hems buttons sewn wandering shirts never worrying about another tear again as the stitches tell me my dreams and how I can mend anything #micropoetry #poetry #writerslife
Red canvas a few bites throbbing reminders of night to no avail I cloaked counted dazed lines of light seducing paint to dull more in-between I ached held stories I have told no-one how many books die in the witching hour cradled in lifeless arms seeking to be bound by sleep #poetry
sea of wildflowers waving in the wind, landtide waist deep in long grass awash in this beautiful every colour of wonder #tanka
petals fall in the breeze and we fall in love all over again #Poetry
Apprehension has written its name through our story in frames, ink and paper tight in our hands, poetry like a breath shared between our souls, because we know one day when the words fail, we can always share a kiss or more, that remember who the authors are of this tale.
No one compares to him yet Heart torn from fire cloaked in the velvet of midnight drenched in gold For he aligns with my heart and sets my body aflame I ache with the thought of his touch dream of the taste of his lips swoon at his heart And he is the standard I measure all others against #poetry
river walks blissful shady day, a shifting breeze chestnut hair blowing #dailyhaikuprompt #haiku
She whispers from the shadows, gently reminding me of the love we knew and a passion for life never doubted…
So many prayers in the capture of her love, and those in the release to heaven above; blessed by a long walk with an angel, now watching over me conjuring a smile from the memories of our love...
summertime giggles river floating fresh water respite splashes cool #dailyhaikuprompt #haiku #3lines
today I shall confide in the trees secrets in the wind #haikufeels #haiku
falling into an 'in real life' vortex.. wild ephiphanies. fall & rise. ..i feel like we're all livin' a little of that right now. 'the beautiful-unforgiving'.. ride the wave.. it'll crash into lovely someday.. ©️dww —life & song-books.. #philosophy #quotes #singersongwriter #humansofbluesky
..from beautiful hearts.. the musical sound.. of kindness falling like rain.. ..i hear your raindrops.. ©️ -dww #quotes #kind #rain #writer #music #zen #indiesongwriter #songstress #rock #philosophy #nature #musicsky
Truth is not inherited through words, but words can point at it… First, you take the word— gently, without belief. You listen for what it gestures toward— Meaning dawns, quiet and intimate. Then the word falls away, as it must What remains is not an idea, but a way of standing. #Transcendental
Feeling a bit over it all. Over life and all it’s been lately. I just wish I could breathe and not be afraid of what comes after I do.
The worst thing about adulthood is missing a time and place that no longer exists.
occupy my time mountains from idle molehills kisses from daydreams #haikufeels (OCCUPY) #haiku #erotica
a fortnight was foretold a brief interlude of souls we aged in frozen moments solitude and grace moonlight and snowflakes hands held through the chill a phantom flame slowly extinguished #bedroomeyes #foxprose
standing in the distance teased and mystified observing how you dance amongst other arteries triggering mysteries forward and feeding the soul #micropoetry #poet #poetry #blackandwhitephotography
The amount of overnight rain is in direct proportion to the number of bathroom visits I shall make. Math, am I right?
They call her a dreamer out of step, gathering misfits and detours in her pockets. Her home brims with curious trinkets that let the absurd kick off its shoes and roll its eyes at straight lines. Yes, she’s a #kooky star that glows unapologetically. Simply because. #vss365 #blueskypoets
suspension silence in between the broken treks where I find that which I am seeking only to burn like a stone from the inside out all before checkout time #poet #poetry #writerslife
If I allowed you in my mind, I wonder what would be the first thing you see? The broken dreams, the sins I keep, or the pain that's beneath. Would you run, would you judge or simply pour us drink and toast another day with me...
dark kindness in fires buried where the river flows conflicting ripples #haiku #thepenflows #poetsandwriters
