24 Saturday Sep 2016
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Communication, creative, Depression, dreams, hope, nostalgia, poems, poetry, verse, writing
They walk with you
In friendship’s shade
Through pastures green
And cloistered streets,
Beneath its veil,
Its velvet cloak,
Ice fingers coil
Around your soul,
They sense each thought
Each virgin breath
And hold each pulse
Within their palm,
With empty eyes
They watch your days
Hold memories
In candle’s flame,
These ghosts you’ve known
For all your life.
Pretentious Bum with Delusions of Grandeur / Author & Poet
Here I express random thoughts in the form of poetry. There will be no rigid structure. I will talk about things as they pop into my mind. Please join me on my journey...
Writing, Running, Blogging
a part of Life
Appreciation of Life as Story
There's no sky, just stars.
Independent audiovideo artist
If you search for the light, you will find it.
What a surprise...
Bassist, Producer, Busker
Tigers not daughters
Life is short..... but it's long enough to make you forget.....that it doesn't last for ever!
poetry
The Years of Watching Avidly
From adolescent to adulthood...words written in ink
in defiance of depression
Puking up Poetry, One Verse at a Time
war some of the time
where truth shines from shunning
Scribo ergo sum
What would you choose?
(overcome your fears)
Words of Wonder, Worry and Whimsy
Author: The Eternals Series
May You Touch Dragonflies and Stars - Dance With Fairies and Talk to the Moon
A New Era
reflections on a passing life
Cette obscure clarté qui tombe des étoiles.
Heartspeak
"Live To Love - Love To Live"
Poems from life
Urban Minimal and Abstract Photography by Stuart Allen
Angie Flanagan
''Veritas Numquam Perit.''
Bizarre little stories and ideas from Petra Jacob
the literary asylum
Stories, music, poems...
I imagine a scene and just write, You'll have to paint your own picture
Wonderful!
Thank you so much, I’m pleased that you enjoyed this.