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DONNIE VANNIE BLOK | Echoes of a SalamanDer - Don Beukes
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Posted by Echoes of a Salamander -Don Beukes. August 12, 2015. This is for my AFRIKAANS followers but anyone can comment on it if you want! Surprisingly, I found myself writing my first song as a rap in a typical ‘Cape Flats’ dialect of AFRIKAANS from Cape Town, as I grew up and was educated in BELHAR, which is in the Nothern Suburbs of Cape Town and only 10 minutes from the airport! Anyway, I guess my passion for poetry morphed into a new passion for songwriting! Leave a Reply Cancel reply. This slidesh...
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Without | DayDreamWriter
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A soul telling your mind what your heart bleeds for. Eyes of a Fireplace. June 28, 2015. On Friday June 26th I lost a colleague. It happened quickly, unexpected, just like the late afternoon thunderstorm that also passed that day. No other sound matters. Try to make sense. Slams you into a wall. Only you can see. As the puddles evaporate. Back to Heaven they carry. As flowers are remembered. For us to grow. This entry was posted in Uncategorized. 8 thoughts on “ Without. June 28, 2015 at 8:59 am. Ariana ...
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Bounded by WORDS | DayDreamWriter
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A soul telling your mind what your heart bleeds for. Eyes of a Fireplace. June 28, 2015. Slips into her folds. Bound by words,. Braided in want,. Defines, the binder. As bare pages entangle lust. Moistens the bond,. Photos found and blended from Pinterest. This entry was posted in Erotica. One thought on “ Bounded by WORDS. November 24, 2015 at 6:21 am. His ink is a narcotic that slips into her folds and she is most definitely bounded by words. 🔥😍. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here.
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Succumb to Gravity | loveletterstoaghost
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Writing letters I can never send. Eviscerate Me →. August 15, 2015. And I watch the pieces. Succumb to gravity,. Cracking against the floor. Where my feet stand,. That I might bleed more. For the want of you,. Yet I walk,. Slicing my skin,. Entering my body,. That leaves streaks of love. On the dirty floor. This entry was posted in Lost Love. And tagged fiction and poetry. Eviscerate Me →. 2 thoughts on “ Succumb to Gravity. August 16, 2015 at 7:03 pm. Liked by 1 person. August 16, 2015 at 7:08 pm. Get Y...
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5 x 100 | dave writes fiction
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A killer sales tactic. A man of few words. A short encounter with Death. A show to remember. Head in the clouds. I’m With The Band. Leap Day birthday blues. Story From A Song. Story From A Song #2. The Amazing Danny Fortune. The Box of Silence. The blooming big beard-off. The cliff’s face. The elephant in the room. The frustrations of a military mastermind. The man who married a sandwich. The piper calls the tune. The secrets of the centre pages. The tragic tale of Humpty Dumpty. True love’s gifts. The c...
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happy birthday, biggest! | Because I Can
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Love letter →. Happy birthday, biggest! July 1, 2015. I have thought and thought about what to write about my boy. My biggest. My favorite big brother. But at the moment, I am overwhelmed with emotion and nothing is coming out coherently. So I’ll just do what I always do when trying to collect my thoughts. I’ll make some lists! These are not comprehensive lists in anyway shape or form. Just so we all know! His stuffed dog Boo. Sully from monsters, inc. Jumping on the trampoline. Coming in from outside.
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Leap Day Birthday Blues | dave writes fiction
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A killer sales tactic. A man of few words. A short encounter with Death. A show to remember. Head in the clouds. I’m With The Band. Leap Day birthday blues. Story From A Song. Story From A Song #2. The Amazing Danny Fortune. The Box of Silence. The blooming big beard-off. The cliff’s face. The elephant in the room. The frustrations of a military mastermind. The man who married a sandwich. The piper calls the tune. The secrets of the centre pages. The tragic tale of Humpty Dumpty. True love’s gifts. Blog ...
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House! | dave writes fiction
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A killer sales tactic. A man of few words. A short encounter with Death. A show to remember. Head in the clouds. I’m With The Band. Leap Day birthday blues. Story From A Song. Story From A Song #2. The Amazing Danny Fortune. The Box of Silence. The blooming big beard-off. The cliff’s face. The elephant in the room. The frustrations of a military mastermind. The man who married a sandwich. The piper calls the tune. The secrets of the centre pages. The tragic tale of Humpty Dumpty. True love’s gifts. Fifte...
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grandpa (wesley) | Because I Can
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Between You and the World. Spring in the foothills →. March 6, 2015. In my head,. There is always music. Even when i want. And that is okay. Standing in that pink kitchen. Scheming how to get the next. The little woman and i. You take up the whole. And helping hearts heal. Our duet suddenly becomes. A trio and that tenor. Oh for one more glimpse of that tenor). Has the power to move. That voice was placed in that throat. With those dinner plate hands. To tell stories to awe struck grandchildren. Fill in ...
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