taurusgoddess
@taurusgoddess
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For the man who keeps swimming away...
he's so lucky and stupid at the same time 😢
Is this a poem?
Very beautiful...I know what you mean!
Very beautiful...I know what you mean!
Very nice Taurean Goddess,
Is it a Pisces your mentioning?
Is it a Pisces your mentioning?
This is for my cancerboy. We recently are done. 😢
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Just for Practice
The Archetype Arien
Mister Inc
Where have all the budding writers gone? TW2
In the dawning silence
I can hear the phantom ring
The world just seems to fall away
I hear the angels sing
Grief and pain just disappear
My world is mine again
And for that single moment
I can live without an end
I can hear the phantom ring
The world just seems to fall away
I hear the angels sing
Grief and pain just disappear
My world is mine again
And for that single moment
I can live without an end
Velvet whispers
Inaudible murmuring
Stifled secrets
Indigo shadows veil desperation
Obscuring desire
In a lucid azure dream
I found you
Under a sapphire sky.
Inaudible murmuring
Stifled secrets
Indigo shadows veil desperation
Obscuring desire
In a lucid azure dream
I found you
Under a sapphire sky.
Well, it so happens that I was asked my permission to dedicate 2 whole pages to me in an upcoming book called The International Who's Who of Poetry with one of the pages being my poem and the other page being a biography of me. Woohoo! (Hopefully it's n
I'd be interested to read more of your stuff, if you're willing to share.
A Maiden
Sara Teasdale
Oh if I were the velvet rose
Upon the red rose vine,
I'd climb to touch his window
And make his casement fine.
And if I were the little bird
That twitters on the tree,
All day I'd si
Sara Teasdale
Oh if I were the velvet rose
Upon the red rose vine,
I'd climb to touch his window
And make his casement fine.
And if I were the little bird
That twitters on the tree,
All day I'd si
Holy butter.
Some people are so shy about what they write, they won't share it...
I ask: why do you write if not to be read?
I ask: why do you write if not to be read?
I'm suffering from a little writers block. I'd would *appreciate* any help given by the inspiration dxpians. The piece is humor.
What would a good break-up speech sound like if it is heard over the answering machine? I want her to be cold and s
What would a good break-up speech sound like if it is heard over the answering machine? I want her to be cold and s
When I am cautious with my heart,
I am waiting for trust from you
and from myself to you.
When I love you,
that is pure.
When I say I want you close,
I really do.
When I am scared and slightly distant,
I'm still always
thinking of you.
I am solid.
Even in my tears, the element may be water
but it falls from a face that closes her eyes
to pray to seek knowledge, and understanding;
and strength.
The wind may toss my hair around
and fires may be burning all around.
But I stand here,
on my two feet.
Solid. Strong,
and inlove with life.
And most importantly...
you.