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Pistil
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You certainly are beautiful, Rosecolouredpoet. As evidenced here and just about everywhere else you post.
sometimes all I have sometimes all I have to do is take a moment breathe deep think about the world around us and the words just flow out like this verse I wrote just now in about 30 seconds....
"We are more than words.
Thoughts and emotions flow like rivers to the oceans. But like birds of prey the words we say can cause quite the commotion.
So choose them wisely, for in this day and age they can be misconstrued and considered loathsome."
Saximony
"We are more than words.
Thoughts and emotions flow like rivers to the oceans. But like birds of prey the words we say can cause quite the commotion.
So choose them wisely, for in this day and age they can be misconstrued and considered loathsome."
Saximony
Uhm i am not the poet bit thank you
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Pistil
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Oops. Makes you no less beautiful. But thanks for the clarification.Uhm i am not the poet bit thank you
Time for coffee.
I take tea with a bit of ginger and honey
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Pistil
Guest
That's good too. Actually it's always brewed black tea for me. Milk and sugar.I take tea with a bit of ginger and honey
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Pistil
Guest
A constellation
has been given me
in my friends and family:
lights in the night sky
by which like a lost boat
I navigate my way back home.
has been given me
in my friends and family:
lights in the night sky
by which like a lost boat
I navigate my way back home.
An Admirable Woman
There is a woman who always keeps her head up high.
Her eyes sparkle like a bright star in the sky.
She has the stamina, beauty, and courage that one would admire,
Even the love and happiness one inspires.
She is a women that one can always count on,
And a woman that sees no wrong.
Her beauty shines from the inside out,
It flows like a journey down a long route.
Her smile shines beautifully like the sun rising over the horizon,
And her intelligence, wisdom, and hard work are not surprising.
She is a genuinely caring women
Who goes the extra mile to help one in need or broken hearted,
And throughout all of her hard work,
No one ever sees her fall apart.
- Crystal Foy
@Jinxy @SnoopSlimes @CrystalMarker @Kl2f @WomanOnTop @nessabbyxo @AmandaFlirty @AngieOttawa47 @Misha000 @LilithX @IvY @MsEvaline and all the other woman too
There is a woman who always keeps her head up high.
Her eyes sparkle like a bright star in the sky.
She has the stamina, beauty, and courage that one would admire,
Even the love and happiness one inspires.
She is a women that one can always count on,
And a woman that sees no wrong.
Her beauty shines from the inside out,
It flows like a journey down a long route.
Her smile shines beautifully like the sun rising over the horizon,
And her intelligence, wisdom, and hard work are not surprising.
She is a genuinely caring women
Who goes the extra mile to help one in need or broken hearted,
And throughout all of her hard work,
No one ever sees her fall apart.
- Crystal Foy
@Jinxy @SnoopSlimes @CrystalMarker @Kl2f @WomanOnTop @nessabbyxo @AmandaFlirty @AngieOttawa47 @Misha000 @LilithX @IvY @MsEvaline and all the other woman too
That touched my heart and brought tears to my eyes... Thank you.
Awww hugs xx
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Pistil
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World Series Game 1
Whether God exists -
Let's split the difference
And say
For half a year
God is here.
And for half
The place is vacant.
I'm a man of faith
Enough to say God's stay
Always starts Opening Day
Whether God exists -
Let's split the difference
And say
For half a year
God is here.
And for half
The place is vacant.
I'm a man of faith
Enough to say God's stay
Always starts Opening Day
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LilithX
Guest
Not sure this is the correct place to post this, as I didn’t write it. But it’s a poem I find beautiful and really resonates with me...
She Let Go
Safire Rose
She let go. Without a thought or a word, she let go.
She let go of the fear. She let go of the judgments. She let go of the confluence of opinions swarming around her head. She let go of the committee of indecision within her. She let go of all the ‘right’ reasons. Wholly and completely, without hesitation or worry, she just let go.
She didn’t ask anyone for advice. She didn’t read a book on how to let go. She didn’t search the scriptures. She just let go. She let go of all of the memories that held her back. She let go of all of the anxiety that kept her from moving forward. She let go of the planning and all of the calculations about how to do it just right.
She didn’t promise to let go. She didn’t journal about it. She didn’t write the projected date in her Day-Timer. She made no public announcement and put no ad in the paper. She didn’t check the weather report or read her daily horoscope. She just let go.
She didn’t analyze whether she should let go. She didn’t call her friends to discuss the matter. She didn’t do a five-step Spiritual Mind Treatment. She didn’t call the prayer line. She didn’t utter one word. She just let go.
No one was around when it happened. There was no applause or congratulations. No one thanked her or praised her. No one noticed a thing. Like a leaf falling from a tree, she just let go.
There was no effort. There was no struggle. It wasn’t good and it wasn’t bad. It was what it was, and it is just that.
In the space of letting go, she let it all be. A small smile came over her face. A light breeze blew through her. And the sun and the moon shone forevermore.
She Let Go
Safire Rose
She let go. Without a thought or a word, she let go.
She let go of the fear. She let go of the judgments. She let go of the confluence of opinions swarming around her head. She let go of the committee of indecision within her. She let go of all the ‘right’ reasons. Wholly and completely, without hesitation or worry, she just let go.
She didn’t ask anyone for advice. She didn’t read a book on how to let go. She didn’t search the scriptures. She just let go. She let go of all of the memories that held her back. She let go of all of the anxiety that kept her from moving forward. She let go of the planning and all of the calculations about how to do it just right.
She didn’t promise to let go. She didn’t journal about it. She didn’t write the projected date in her Day-Timer. She made no public announcement and put no ad in the paper. She didn’t check the weather report or read her daily horoscope. She just let go.
She didn’t analyze whether she should let go. She didn’t call her friends to discuss the matter. She didn’t do a five-step Spiritual Mind Treatment. She didn’t call the prayer line. She didn’t utter one word. She just let go.
No one was around when it happened. There was no applause or congratulations. No one thanked her or praised her. No one noticed a thing. Like a leaf falling from a tree, she just let go.
There was no effort. There was no struggle. It wasn’t good and it wasn’t bad. It was what it was, and it is just that.
In the space of letting go, she let it all be. A small smile came over her face. A light breeze blew through her. And the sun and the moon shone forevermore.
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Pistil
Guest
Lilith - Thank you. So much. Maybe we should all have this taped to the fridge, read it daily. So right on.
And if there weren't about 45 multi-directional reasons why it's impossible according to laws of time, space and karma -
I'd so ask you to marry me
And if there weren't about 45 multi-directional reasons why it's impossible according to laws of time, space and karma -
I'd so ask you to marry me
Hawkeye100
Resident
Desiderata
GO PLACIDLY amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons; they are vexatious to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter, for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment, it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be. And whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul. With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.
By Max Ehrmann © 1927
Original text
I read this a lot when I'm jaded by the world .... sorry it's not my own work ..mine is not good enough and a bit dark lol
GO PLACIDLY amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons; they are vexatious to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter, for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment, it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be. And whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul. With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.
By Max Ehrmann © 1927
Original text
I read this a lot when I'm jaded by the world .... sorry it's not my own work ..mine is not good enough and a bit dark lol
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Pistil
Guest
This is always good to read. Thank man.
Hawkeye100
Resident
"The Frozen"
The girls on the streets look all sad in this gold encrusted little town
Why is that? Isn’t this the town of dreams?
Yeah, but it comes with a price
It’s a town that never does anything and takes all the credit
A place that promises so much and never has a thing to say
Or a care in the world
There is no memory here
No dream for itself but the dreams of others
And all over the world you talk about a place you’ve only seen in the re-runs
Immortalized by its vice and deified for its carnage
There’s money in the air there
All you have to do is reach up and grab it.
In basements, garages, parking lots, empty lots, school yards, town cars,
Back rooms and more…
Diamonds are fashioned from expectations and fortified on a steady diet,
Of simple lives and red carpets
The ejaculating zeitgeist in night vision
Culture is a punch line in a motionless blood in the water
The sharks here play games you can’t fathom
But you flock here anyway
On college money and credit cards
Spend a week bullshitting yourself that it was all true,
All of it…
Just to watch in horror as it all falls into pieces into the gravity of reality
The starry eyes fade as it dawns on you,
Nothing is guaranteed
You are a part of the great divide, the chosen, or the frozen
Now your miles away without an egg,
Your college money is a collage of debt
And your credit cards are all snapped in fucking half.
Time to wander a landscape in berethed of mercy
This is now the back lot of your failed movie
A waking dream re-written without your permission
The real luster, the soft focus, the soap opera vision
Is just the hindsight of a world who’s just been lied to
Of sad surfs, and untouchable lords
You took a chance didn’t you?
The chance didn’t have a par for you this time around
Maybe next life.
And you can’t even walk home
The girls on the street all look sad in this cardboard cut-out little town
No wonder, that’s the only thing here that’s real
The gold is for fools and paradise is lost
But the hungry have never bothered with the cost
Day by day they fall away like rose petals
Like ink that won’t dry or fade
It just runs wild down cracks and crevices, grooves and folds
So I hope someone saves you, before you get cold
I really do.
Because the girls are on set in this little black book
If you don’t believe me take a closer look.
If you can..?
Corey Taylor (lead singer of slipknot)
The girls on the streets look all sad in this gold encrusted little town
Why is that? Isn’t this the town of dreams?
Yeah, but it comes with a price
It’s a town that never does anything and takes all the credit
A place that promises so much and never has a thing to say
Or a care in the world
There is no memory here
No dream for itself but the dreams of others
And all over the world you talk about a place you’ve only seen in the re-runs
Immortalized by its vice and deified for its carnage
There’s money in the air there
All you have to do is reach up and grab it.
In basements, garages, parking lots, empty lots, school yards, town cars,
Back rooms and more…
Diamonds are fashioned from expectations and fortified on a steady diet,
Of simple lives and red carpets
The ejaculating zeitgeist in night vision
Culture is a punch line in a motionless blood in the water
The sharks here play games you can’t fathom
But you flock here anyway
On college money and credit cards
Spend a week bullshitting yourself that it was all true,
All of it…
Just to watch in horror as it all falls into pieces into the gravity of reality
The starry eyes fade as it dawns on you,
Nothing is guaranteed
You are a part of the great divide, the chosen, or the frozen
Now your miles away without an egg,
Your college money is a collage of debt
And your credit cards are all snapped in fucking half.
Time to wander a landscape in berethed of mercy
This is now the back lot of your failed movie
A waking dream re-written without your permission
The real luster, the soft focus, the soap opera vision
Is just the hindsight of a world who’s just been lied to
Of sad surfs, and untouchable lords
You took a chance didn’t you?
The chance didn’t have a par for you this time around
Maybe next life.
And you can’t even walk home
The girls on the street all look sad in this cardboard cut-out little town
No wonder, that’s the only thing here that’s real
The gold is for fools and paradise is lost
But the hungry have never bothered with the cost
Day by day they fall away like rose petals
Like ink that won’t dry or fade
It just runs wild down cracks and crevices, grooves and folds
So I hope someone saves you, before you get cold
I really do.
Because the girls are on set in this little black book
If you don’t believe me take a closer look.
If you can..?
Corey Taylor (lead singer of slipknot)
I was going to write one...
But mine are nowhere as good as these
But mine are nowhere as good as these
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Lupine
Guest
Never judge your words against another. Its never a practical reason, a lot of things you see written often take months to get right and some still don't read right to everyone.
Far better to write from the heart and be prepared to tweak things. I right hundreds of words every day and maybe 5% makes it..
I'll think about it x @Dcdevon sees my words they have got happier since meeting him
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Lupine
Guest
I know what you mean. I write better when I'm happy. It's why I'm writing a lot of late..