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MY POETIC JOURNEY
Monday, March 18, 2013. The eternal God, maker of the mind, our blessed savior. The richness of the ages is His to savor. The tree of life and eternal I am are his favor. When debts are owed He is on His best behavior. The master of the universe, the divine potentate. The chief of staff and the head of state. God Almighty all by himself, need I elaborate. Because God is, we all have something to celebrate. By God’s will all things exist to excite and please? Saturday, March 9, 2013. The solar system I ha...
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Soulful Poetry – my heartfelt words…
My heartfelt words…. My First Thought as a Newborn! January 9, 2017. Madhubani Painting, Indian Folk Art. December 8, 2016. A life’s Lesson.A Short Story! November 29, 2016. November 27, 2016. The Unfinished Tale of Love. November 9, 2016. November 7, 2016. October 13, 2016. Achieving, Right or Wrong! October 3, 2016. My First Thought as a Newborn! It was the day I blossomed. The day I was born. Until then wrapped, enwreathed. Before I started to suddenly breathe. On my own, for the first time. And hence...
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My Poetic License
October 3, 2014 @ 10:53 am. 183; { Home My Poems. In Maine when you. Were barely two &. I couldn’t get up fast. Enough from my guilty. Spot on the slick rock. You just laid there. It said a lot about who I. Would learn you to be –. Living only to shock. Written in response to: http:/ magpietales.blogspot.com/search? 1 Min Write: “Footsteps”. October 3, 2014 @ 10:28 am. 183; { Home My Poems. She doesn’t want to eat her dinner. He’s a good little brother –. Shovels it all in his mouth when. In the meantime,.
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Mot de passe :. J'ai oublié mon mot de passe. Une suite de petit poème. Mise à jour :. Kyo - Je Saigne Encore (Le Chemin). Abonne-toi à mon blog! Que pe t'il me rendre plus hereux que tout au monde quant on a conu le fond du trou. On ne pe que remonter s'est ce qu'il m'arrive en ce momen . J'était coinser tout au fond de ce trous jusque au joure ou j'ai regardai le haut de ce trou. Quant je serai ariver sur la terre ferme je serai comblai de joix mai tu ne tarettera pa la tu va continuer a monter. Retape...
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Muse Fay – My Poetic Musings. I feel deeply. Acutely.
My Poetic Musings. I feel deeply. Acutely. December 29, 2016. You don’t reply to my messages? Fizzle. You give false hope; dangle me a carrot? Fizzle I’ll not be your groupie anymore You think I’m in your pocket? August 16, 2016. August 13, 2016. August 8, 2016. July 5, 2016. Life, so cruel to dangle sporadic carrots! False hope, a constant herring Why, WHY must the torture continue? Continue reading My Plea. June 9, 2016. June 9, 2016. May 14, 2016. Breaking dawn, the tears spill out Alone with my thoug...
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My Life in Poetry | Welcome to my world…
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My poetic pages | Poems from the heart
Poems from the heart. I want to lie on crisp linen sheets,. Embroidered with finest silken thread,. I want to smell the fresh clean air,. On sumptuous pillows, beneath my head,. To dream of love, sink beneath its folds,. To know all that anticipation holds,. Live in the moment, remember the day,. For all my memories, to be this way,. Tomorrow can wait, the clock can stop,. My heart will set my lifes own clock,. And life will seek to memory fade,. Yet still, in my heart, you will pervade. November 13, 2016.
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