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Skipping Stones I've written a lot
these last few weeks;
some I can't share,
as it's intended for an
audience of one,
and some
I choose
not to share;
but as I sit here,
I discover that
there is dust
in corners
I never knew
I needed
to sweep.
Beavis I love this word for
Beavis I love this word for word and line for line. You've blown my mind sir :)
"It is a terrible thing to be so open. It is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world" -- Sylvia Plath.
;-)
Thank you! I am always deeply honored when you read my poems and I am a devoted reader of you work!
i like it, thought-provoking.
i like it, thought-provoking.
My Secret River
Thank you, Sir!
Thank you, Sir!
Very nice....
Very nice....
Thanks!
Thanks!
marvelous work again
marvelous work again
Thank you Sir!
Thank you Sir!
Beavis I love you even if you
Beavis I love you even if you are emotionally stalking me again...silly poetic soul mate :P
Much Love
Ashley
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Amazing how that seems to work! Love ya!
,aybe are particles are
maybe our particles are entangled and we can use each other to teleport....
Much Love
Ashley
Hm.
You know..
If it were possible I would string your words,
and make them into a necklace.
Wear them around my throat,
and show you off to everyone that I knew.
"Oh this?
This is something precious.
Something..untouchable.
This right here is a beautiful soul.
A brilliant mind.
Bruised, but still beating heart.
Clemency merciless.
Attractive to the eye.
Arousing charm.
The kind of thing that makes you want to pick up pen,
and paper..
or..
Cigarette, and cabernet..."
Etcetera..etcetera..
^.-
We all have our skeletons.
Lovely dear.<3<3<3
"We are, Each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another." -Luciano De Crescenzo
Speechless...
"If it were possible I would string your words,
and make them into a necklace.
Wear them around my throat,
and show you off to everyone that I knew."
That, my Dear, is exactly how I see your poetry! Even your comments leave me enthralled...
I Quit Smoking
Child birth, quitting an addictive bullet - quit, but keep drinking...I saved my liver and kidneys up so I could indulge in all the liqueurs I never swilled - nice poem (these are the extra 20 years of my life I would have lost to illness and possibly death for quitting in 1994). Yul Brennor said it best, "Just don't do it!" He died of lung cancer. - Lady A
Thanks Lady A!
Thanks Lady A!
That's ok we'll just mop up
That's ok we'll just mop up the dregs the best ports are from the dregs! ;) happy as long as you keep sharing something! Love ya hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
;-)
Love you too!