Originally posted on La Page @Mélie:
En 1928, Doris Craven, alors vendeuse de cosmétiques, épouse l’excentrique George William Smith “Tornado”, un cascadeur charismatique du “mur de la mort”. Rapidement, elle apprend à…
Dead ends A Poem by Coyote PoetryTime for all of us to think and do the right things. Before it is too late for us and nature. Dead ends… Brothers told no-one they… Continue reading
Cold steel… Baby, I told you.Ain’t no heart in my chest.I’m just a body that does the daily functions. I’m dead.I died a long time ago.I could tell you a story.But my words… Continue reading
Amazing written and verbal poetry shared by a talented writer.
Originally posted on marcellocomitini:
Dorota Górecka A Catherine In questi giorni in cui i lillà lasciano morire i loro fiorila terra strappa le loro radici e il mare corrode la terraio sento il…
The crazy ones… Blessed places or cursed places?Are just places we shall know and the places that will teach us.Being blessed is someone caring for you and loving you for everything you are.… Continue reading
At midnight I called her at Midnight hour and I told her. Dear Jenny, I remember you and I remember us. I love you still and forget me not. Jenny is crying… Continue reading
Originally posted on Brave & Reckless:
? You can read more of Rachel’s writing at?Rohlerach
Originally posted on tornadoday:
had I more than stars for wishing years of standing still the memory of falling to the sea where I slept within a sunrise as ten thousand came before…
Fable love… I behold today the first warm day of Spring. I’m finding hope and energy in the new-born flowers and the new greenery of the forest. I have been swimming in the… Continue reading
