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Too many words
On the tip of my tongue
A LOVE so passionate
A bold HEART won
FOREVER we will last
Our hearts sing TRUE
ANGEL you are mine
And I BELIEVE in you
Too many words
That hold so much STRENGTH
Too many terms
MEANINGFUL in lengths
FREEDOM, EXPRESSION and the spark of HOPE
BEAUTY, LOYALTY and COURAGE
ETERNITY, PROMISE, KARMA and LIFE
LANGUAGE
On the tip of my tongue
A LOVE so passionate
A bold HEART won
FOREVER we will last
Our hearts sing TRUE
ANGEL you are mine
And I BELIEVE in you
Too many words
That hold so much STRENGTH
Too many terms
MEANINGFUL in lengths
FREEDOM, EXPRESSION and the spark of HOPE
BEAUTY, LOYALTY and COURAGE
ETERNITY, PROMISE, KARMA and LIFE
LANGUAGE
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Literature
Hibiscus Coast (08/04/16)
THe sea sends summer storms
Lashing on the pebbled beach
And hibiscus shiver in the sleet
Bright tendrils stalwart 'gainst
The pelting of a darkened cloud
They'll raise their tattered petals
Tomorrow to the sky
And drink of their defiance
Beneath the unclouded summer sky.
Literature
05:43
It awakes me with a twitch, one I think it regrets
and almost apologetic, it does not embrace
it simply affirms my presence here, and looks
a little pale, a little quiet
a little strained
but it disturbs me not, it's the ever and vague
and it is early, I understand
she is gone - with the rest, let us not, here
give a minute of longing
when we are ready at last to partake.
a while til sunrise then another til day
and together we wait, quiet and careful
to not afflict by awareness
the presence of each other, in this
pearl, this moment
which I appreciate now
more than ever. I think we care
for one another, maybe I am vain.
either way, it'
Literature
6-4-14
We stay at a hotel in the middle of somewhere-nowhere, Illinois, small-town-almost-no-town-at-all. If you trek a half-mile in that direction you'll find a sort of main street. Most of the shop buildings are for rent, storefronts stand empty and dark, ceilings inside collapsed, some species of scattered lesser temples, innumerable ages ago discarded.
I walk long miles by night or day down empty railroad tracks, the tracks of passing writers, painters, engineers, coal, hydrochloric acid, freight. The rail guards riding last cars wave in passing and leave me on my way. Gravel and porous fossil-like cement rocks crunch at every step.
Peop
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24.11.09
Written for the Wishmaker Challenge for =RawEm0tion
This is for ~missgraciea
Hope she likes it.
Written for the Wishmaker Challenge for =RawEm0tion
This is for ~missgraciea
Hope she likes it.
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nice work