If could remember, my hands are webbed for speed
and my spine flexible.
If could press down in the earth and accept all that is me.
Then I would know from whence I came.
Golden emeralds carved my skins.
Love breathe light in.
And -when the morning woke up – I was made.
When night kisses me, I fly.
And when sweet roses tickle my bones- I laugh.
After all- I am something dark and beautiful.
(google image- created by frank Morrison)
a peaceful "meander with intention" amongst the trees
Welcome Aboard, Train Wreck
A Place for Well-Being, Sacred Growth, and Thriving."
Social Justice Educator, Aspiring Humanitarian
Independent Publisher of Poetry and Prose
To assist and inspire
Everybody has a story. Here's a little of mine.
Drink the fuel!
Sharing the HOPE and encouragement we have in God.
Words are the only thing left holding me together
Light shall shine out of darkness!
Living a life fulfilled
Paper Playground; everything happens on this playground
Living a More Creative Life
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line by line by line
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Detroit Richards
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mostly photos
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(ad)ventures in poetry
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Photographer obsessed with water, and with taking photos.
The Cricket Pages
Poetic storyteller with a mic and a camera.
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A Christian Blog about the Bible, Theology, God, Jesus Christ, Christian Music, Christian Movies, Family, Cats, Odd Holidays and much more.
Sono una donna libera. Nel mio blog farete un viaggio lungo e profondo nei pensieri della mente del cuore e dell anima.
Beauty ever ancient, ever new. - St. Augustine
with the Holy Spirit of promise -Ephesians 1:13
A blog of comfort during unpredictable times
Blossoming: A Story of Beauty, Pain, Struggle & Growth
A journey of healing through my music
Rural Life in Newfoundland, Christian Unity
I am Eva -former refugee, doctor and a writer. My parents were Holocaust survivors, I escaped communism. I wrote a novel, mixing family stories and fiction. A novel about Holocaust, communism, racism and emigration. What makes people leave, and what happens to the ones who do, and to the ones who stay. I believe these old stories are more important now than ever before.
May the Words Flow
I find some peace here
A Poet's Vision 
This is beautiful…just like you!
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awe too kind blessings to you- beautiful Loristrawn 😉
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Great piece of prose…
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thank you Don blessings 😉
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You’re welcome Kristina
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This? Bliss!
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thank you kindly rhcwilliams 😉
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This is exquisite — so simple like the words have their own wings.
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thank you kindly Maren 😉
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Beautiful and descriptive,simply amazing.
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thank you kindly 😉
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awesome thank you for thinking of me Lisa ❤
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