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Originally posted on Annie's Poetry:
Days are darkening The falling leaves of autumn Memories haunt me © Ann Bagnall

Originally posted on Movin' it with Michelle:
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Originally posted on johncoyote:
In your eyes https://www.youtube.com/embed/8Ms3mJFkSeg A Poem by?Coyote Poetry  We can feel like kings or paupers when a woman bless you with love and kindness.  ?????????? In your eyes In your eyes.I’m everything,the sun and the moon.The warm breeze that warmth the night. I feel I could do anything when you bless…

Originally posted on Keep it alive:
TODAY’S QUOTE? ” I think I am about 5 for 500 when it comes to successful ideas versus flops. “ ➰➰➰ What is a successful blogging idea? It’s very hard to predict which blog posts will prove interesting to the readers. Many times, I’ve written a post that for…

Originally posted on Baydreamer ~ Lauren Scott:
When we stroll througha redwood grove,our steps become gradual,knowing we are ingood company.We don’t want to rushthe experience,and we won’t hesitateto hug them withwide open arms,because, why not?They deserve reverencefor their generosity.You see,in their company,we feel silk threadsof peace flowing throughour hearts and souls,centering us.Any worries burdeningour minds beforefall…

Originally posted on A GIRL OUT OF THE ORDINARY:
I slept through my alarm this morning 🤣 I woke up to go to the bathroom and damn if it wasn’t 7:15! Oh well! I was slow as a turtle getting to work. I had a really good day. I was enjoying myself. Only because my…

Originally posted on Frank Solanki:
I see a smiling picture of herIt feels strange to meI don’t remember her smilingI mean I do but it’s overshadowedBy the clear memory of her in painThe unmistakable memory of her in anguishThe distinct memory of her in tearsThat’s what’s stuck with meShe smiled sometimesShe laughed sometimesShe had periods…

Originally posted on Write Ally! Write!:
Photo by Tima Miroshnichenko on Pexels.com What is hope,When it leaves us,Begging to tell,It’s all but naught,That is hope.

Originally posted on Baydreamer ~ Lauren Scott:
Edblackened heartdomineering thumbnowhere to breathe, trying times~ etched ~ Greena monstertoo old to believe?his existence, living proof~ ire ~ Meraised to lovebut heart feels deeplyill-fitted antipathy~ blunt ~ Healthdeclines, death,emotions bland assalt-free diet, tears restrained~ guilt ~ Lauren Scott ©Oddquain poetry form This post is darker than most of…

Originally posted on I Write Her:
Emiliano Vittoriosi – Unsplash The heat of passion burns so good… Summer Heat by Holly Your lips are warm as a summer day? Your sun burned skin tastes of salt? your eyes are the color of the sea? with my body pressed to yours? we are fire.  Untitled by…