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Miles Apart, Yet Mine
Why does my heart achewhen I’m never really by your side? Why does a single tear in your eyesteach mine how to cry? Why does the distance between us feel so smallwhen the truth is—we are miles apart? This feeling, this pain,this unsettling reason, and this ache; The reason for all this chaosin my heartContinue reading “Miles Apart, Yet Mine”
God sent me an angel
My best friend, I swear she’s an angel sent from above Maybe the only reason I’m not in a psychward. She’s the only one who understands me She’s gets me laughing like nobody else can She’s got a special place in my heart I love her so And I hope she knows I wish sheContinue reading “God sent me an angel”
Creativity
How are you creative? How am I creative? Simply put, it is how I live. God gave me a gift within. Its something that has always been. When left up to my own devices in a world of vices creativity always entices a need in me that needs to be fed. Like a thread wovenContinue reading “Creativity”
Merry Christmas!
Merry Christmas to all my readers!!! While today is not Jesus’s birthday it is still His conception date. What a wonderful reason to celebrate!
Sparks Of Change
Be the spark that ignites change As our world is cruel and deranged. – Step up and then be heard Even if you sound absurd. – Complacence, is an undoing Leading us all to ruin. – We can all make things better But only if we do so together. – Look at all we dislike Continue reading “Sparks Of Change”
Wander
To wander is to seek beyond the known,To chase the horizon where dreams are sown,Each step a journey, each path a delight,Exploring the world under starlit night. Wander Reblog: Short and Sweet!
Day 135 of 180 Days of Poetry
3.22 Beauty It’s beauty that I like to see Not of face or figure or form But of lines and of gesture, of action and wit And things that are not of the norm. The most beautiful feature that holds me entranced At the end of this beautiful day Is the sunset, and this feeling,Continue reading “Day 135 of 180 Days of Poetry”
Dwindling days
As the days dwindle, drift, pass away Flicker and fade into the past We are ever becoming, being remade Choosing what will leave and what will last Speaking our truths and learning to change I know it might seem somewhat strange But we are already who we ought to be If we have the eyesContinue reading “Dwindling days”
Barefoot
Remove shoes and socks Then walk on the ground barefoot The earth holds your feet Feel the connection to earth Nature’s energy flows deep ————————————— -AAA/MAD Barefoot Reblog: Lovely poem and great advice!
Heather Congrove 