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A visit
The need to talk builds up like the need to walk (or bounce down a street) move it, prove it rhyme! the light inside wants to burn despite some long dark night there's Time! to speak of Joy (I will) my ears were joyful once more I could float off on a raft of that sound (live there inside) I could lift a ton off that one…
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"Endlessly"
The Mundane Beauty and Us. Everyday experiences we take for granted. Interweaving threads that make up the fabric of our lives. The gift of our minds; freedom to create memories as far as imaginations can wander. These stories that seem so minuscule, just fragments in time. They are the mediums through which we stare into…
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"Tangled Up"
And I love your curly Q’s. The way they sway, in the wind, when you walk. How they hide your smile if I stare too long. And the way they bounce, in bed, when I’m making love to you. And I can’t wait to see them jump as I pick you up. Reunited at last with the sunset at our backs and the last light, of the day, shimmering…
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>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
I've often heard that change can happen quickly there are expressions... and the wind shifted quick as a wink in an instant but I hadn't felt that experience before No, things seemed to take me a long time! I wondered why Why had I never felt the swift shift? surprisingly, this solution DID arrive with speed fortunately,…
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you are thanked a tear fell on out
pearls kinda like slow beams dancing from mornings into evenings all the time she's so kind in here must be a star green or blue nightsky her eyes this song goes like (this) how wonderful jewels appear next to me i haven't a clue she just does (bring warmth against me) as today wrote for tonight last night for this morning…
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Still no words
The presence of a life other than my own surrounds me The scent of lavender lightly fills the room as I light a candle to see who it is Who is this life that gives me a chill as I try to speak. No words only the feeling of comfort as the chill begins to warm Now gentle footsteps that once followed behind me now stand…
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Just as I am
Unknown truths known only by me Bring me to this place of love and disparity And such a feeling that gives darkness to each passing day Also brings the light that shines thru the windows of my soul As I hold back the tears I wander into the void of pleasant thoughts Where unknown truths wait for me. Only here, only right…
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Friends
You friends don’t know, you don’t KNOW how much I appreciate the love given it’s palpable to me! there’s actual care given! you lift me up when I least expect it and I need to thank you "Thank you!"
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my beautiful
you're garden look at your eyes in them far, wide & treasured fun fallen growing spring & summer dazed the kisser the tears strong big thaws ending winter coming out to play i been waiting your dreamings been happening like stones to age sunlight to forever damage to broken glass ocean's the dunes crippled in a purple bead…
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"Fallen"
The children of winter must now sleep before they have been given a chance to fall. To feel the suns of tomorrow they must embrace the darkness that is all too forgiving. But their light still shines, only inward. Illuminating the depths concealed by time. Slowly it marches as they run toward themselves. Rebounding rays…
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'1976' by DW
Hi! So I started making this comic about a lost love and how I was better able to understand that love through music, specifically punk rock. Early punk rock. But to deny that the music and imagery of PJ hasn't had a huge impact on me would be a lie. In fact a lot of those older punk bands I found out about from interviews…
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tiger no stripes
savv the cat got in accepting a ride far, far donvv vve vvent purple fuzzy doors green thick carpet glass & resting zones if you could simply that is more than vvelcomed & just as fresh golden devv stretches open the highvvays length vvent somevvhere off to be continued
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electric eel & the rising sun('s band)
4ft does a monster ride 650 volt amps carve out mother have for milk (860 exact) life lessons scraped & bloodied knee farms bicycling donvv a run deeper the rabbit's hole vvider the prayer novv for the flood to be continued you
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I thought it would be fun to see them all go down
What am I? an ancient train meandering though the fog of my past? No. That wasn't a nightmare to behold not really any night in a gown high as a dove summer wind as my escape sitting in my kitchen that barely evening just one night from ago dark out but early & there was snow & it was on It was probably nothing to my…
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Beautiful Boy
I was reading this article about someone else an artist who lives like an artist and it made me sad because all I could think was “why isn’t HE living like this?” as an artist who LIVES an artistic life? someone who lets their imagination fly? someone who creates an environment as full of interesting fantastic visions?!…
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It might be nice for a change
It might be nice for a change if people could kindly be themselves if people could imaginatively be themselves if people could run outside and feel some JOY! if people could feel safe and relaxed where ever they are if people could feel warm and be generous if people could feel close enough to talk openly if people could…
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"By the Moon"
Let the house burn down. Till you no longer hear the embers make a sound. And walk upon the ashes that call you by name. Though homeless of heart, even in this moment you are still the same. You will find your place as you are embraced by the arms of the lost; as these arcs converge the unities will be complete. A silence…
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diamonds
I remember when all of this danced around you midnight between diamonds stars were you in my eyes and you pulled all directions behind I sat and I mingled with time all those days were my friends forced like light I could quote all of my despair it was my true love
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having fire
all done birdfeeder closes sleeping soon sky going away for pillows with blackness tucked away full & empty heights come together she'll be tomorrow today was her right here now back looking yesterday felt like where she then was too it's just incredible nothing is ever missing
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Daydreaming.
Think'in bout The years that we spend, Going over what was, And what might of been. Memories, We've left far behind. Sifting through the ashes, Of sweet shattered time Like old faded photo's Wishing the day away. Holding on to forevers, Are they slipping away. It's been awhile now, sifting through my daydreams, Going over…