Poetry
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A Story
It smells like a roast but it feels like a story of love, of a garden, and of home. Continue reading
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Who Are You?
Who are you? What do you need to feel like the you you’ve forgotten you are. Hint: It’s the first thing that comes to your mind, bloggy friends. Doing that thing will help you live your best life. I’m so… Continue reading
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Each Day
May each day bring each heart a brand new shining sun. Continue reading
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A Quiet Day
Today my heart is quiet. And it knows deeply that it has lived. Continue reading
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Asking Questions
It is not the darkness of others I fear. It is my own crimson need to mould the world into a shape that cannot possibly exist, or remain. Perfection is rigid, solid, stiff. Life is the ever flowing river of… Continue reading
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Sweet and Quiet
The sweet and quiet of life is where my soul belongs. The essence of a strawberry. The taste of the softest kiss beneath a swaying tree. It is not all that I am, this sweet and quiet that calls me.… Continue reading
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Heaven on Earth
I am the the trees and the wind. Two melted into one: Body and soul travelling the pink lace road of heaven on earth. Continue reading
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Forgotten
So you’ve forgotten what it feels like to unfold yourself, to undress, her soul in your hands like the dream she was always meant to be for you. Continue reading