Originally posted on natashasardzoska:
Por Giselle Lucía Navarro POR REVISTACARDENAL Mi primer encuentro con esta poeta fue a través de una publicación en la revista Refugios, de Argentina, en la que ambas colaboramos, luego leí…
Originally posted on Adventures and Musings of an Arch Druidess:
The old world???? Better or worst??? Adventures and Musings of an Arch Druidess View original post
Originally posted on tornadoday:
til I am faded into pitch – the memory of touch almost erased with no one to remember why it was or what it meant how deep the soul’s surrender…
Originally posted on Her Writing Haven:
Turn this page overSee what’s behindIn-between the creasesI cannot hideYou’ll see my realityThe truth that I faceThe depth of my desiresI dare not tasteEach sweeter than honeyThese…
Show me the face….. I loved the Monterey bay. I would bring my beer and whiskey to the Pacific, I would write into my journal, drink the cold beer slowly, I watched the… Continue reading
Originally posted on Saania's diary – reflections, learnings, sparkles :
We often hear the phrase “random acts of kindness”, it is a relatively well-known concept. When you think about the times you’ve practiced…
Two guitars I hurt myself today. I wanted to bleed real blood and I called you and I told you my love. I have forgiven you and I haven’t forgotten you. If you… Continue reading
I told the kids. Hate is heavy sin and make us feel no good. Leave us dead in the heart and the mind. When you are dead. What is left? I told the… Continue reading
