Bach
Originally posted on Hortus Closus:
Painting by Andrew Atroshenko A Bach concerto And the soul flies to heaven, Dances with universe. Those moments are out of time, a foretaste of Eden.
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“The brown eyes girl”
The brown eyes girl A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some woman make you wish you were young and free again. They bring to life the desire for you to want to be wild… Continue reading
NO GREED NO NEED
Originally posted on VIETPHILOPOETRY:
If you can reducing your greed You can reducing your need If you lead a simple life Even with a complicated wife You will be happy like Socrates and reach the…
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admitting…
Originally posted on varsha12345's Blog:
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Kamikaze Romanticism
Originally posted on Rain Check The Reality Check:
I look over his poor posture and wily smile. Such mannerisms lay primitive yet deliberate. Evermore alluring. I slide his colorless nature up my floral dress. To…
Thank you Jack London, he gave me positive motivation to write. “Blame not the kiss”
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Scars
Originally posted on Charissa's Grace Notes:
Here on this side? See our scars. Our wounds (both bloody and bloodless), slashes (from sword-edge and word), stand here stark, and they testify in agonized aching hushed voices…