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I really love Christmas cards | I'm fucking pretentious
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I'm fucking pretentious. Bad poetry in 30 seconds or less. I really love Christmas cards. December 25, 2016. It’s around this time every year that I’ll break from the usual style and form to write something… Different. Usually around New Years, but this time it’s during and about Christmas. And cards. And, as always, writing. I love Christmas cards. Have a lovely holiday, thank you so much for your continued support,. I’ve always hated the taste of my own blood. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
Jake J. | I'm fucking pretentious
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I'm fucking pretentious. Bad poetry in 30 seconds or less. Author Archives: Jake J. Petals on a Wet Black Bough. February 16, 2017. Valentine’s Day in metro stations. Hallmark cards and decorations. Hearts for all, roses for me. Sweet and subtle irony. Filling up the metro cars. With flower shops and candy bars. Hustle-bustle, too and fro-. Where do the forgetful go? I don’t take long shots, not because I’d miss, but because I haven’t missed yet. February 12, 2017. Someone please say no to me. Where wate...
Moondials | I'm fucking pretentious
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I'm fucking pretentious. Bad poetry in 30 seconds or less. December 19, 2016. Gone while the sun shines. But all summer long. Who once slept so easy. In sun snow and rain. Cannot in the moontime. I really love Christmas cards. 5,505 degrees celsius. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Email (Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
I’ve always hated the taste of my own blood | I'm fucking pretentious
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I'm fucking pretentious. Bad poetry in 30 seconds or less. I’ve always hated the taste of my own blood. January 12, 2017. Of bit, bruised lips. From sucked cuts and slashes. Quick slips of sharps knives. This metallic, unpleasant taste of boyhood. Me, you and, one of those ultralight-spectrometers. I really love Christmas cards. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Email (Address never made public). Notify me of new comments via email.
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Words that Provoke Thought, and Change
Words that Provoke Thought, and Change. Friday, November 6, 2009. United State of Emergency. Can someone please tell me how did our education system fall into the mess that it is in now? To you so called spoken word artist, is getting a perfect score in a slam more important than teaching future poets not only how to write poetry but to also read the works of other poets with understanding? Thursday, May 28, 2009. I stare into the eyes of innocence,. Captivated by the image that stares back at me. I hear...
The Poetic Heart of God - Home
The Poetic Heart of God. Author and Poet - Sophia Nicole Barrett-Benton. Don't Go So Fast. Christians In Our Homes. Peace and Blessing to you my first time visitors and returning patrons. I am honored you have chosen to visit my website. For those of you who don't know me personally, let me take this opportunity to introduce myself and to tell you about my work. The Poetic Heart Of God". Create a free website. The Poetic Heart of God.
My minstrel is a tank.
Go Home Inquisitor (DA Headcanons). Where I Go to Fangirl. My minstrel is a tank. This is meant to be a place for the writing's inspiration. Fandom heavy. Original works and ficcage. Updates on the writing. Suggest housepet-sized dragons trying to fit into boxes like cats. Me in the shower:. Has entire made up conversations between characters, complete with invented slang and bad accents, can write like five pages in my head before I'm done]. Edge by Mikko Lagerstedt. Gardens by the Bay, Singapore. Has e...
Shifts in Sound and Sense | Poetry
Shifts in Sound and Sense. January 12, 2017. I am grateful for your audience and the continued support you have shown over the years. If you would be interested in supporting me and my writing further, please consider becoming a patron over at my patreon page. The site will officially launch January 14th. Saturday), and “. Shifts in Sound and Sense. 8221; will be closing. Please note, the provided link will not be live until the launch date.). October 11, 2016. Posted in general update. July 15, 2016.
Poetry Without Results | Bad poetry in 30 seconds or less
Bad poetry in 30 seconds or less. I’ve always hated the taste of my own blood. January 12, 2017. Of bit, bruised lips. From sucked cuts and slashes. Quick slips of sharps knives. This metallic, unpleasant taste of boyhood. I really love Christmas cards. December 25, 2016. It’s more than appreciation, though- It’s appreciation in a medium that I want to live in, and through. In words. Words that cannot be erased or forgotten. You have to burn letters. You have to burn books. I love Christmas cards. Like s...
Poetic Mirror
Miércoles, 28 de marzo de 2012. El páramo de cristal. Como un cuerpo errante. Entre las arenas del desierto. De amigos y hogar; lejos, muy lejos. Como un rayo de sol. Congelado en pleno invierno. Atrapado y retenido en un fragmento de hielo. 191;Cuanto tardará el hambre. En consumir tu cuerpo? 191;cuanto la sed en parar tu movimiento? Como una mirada sincera. Allá donde no ve nadie. Como una verba perdida. O un nombre sin significante. Como los ojos de un ciego. Apuntando a un punto distante. Una única e...
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Painting Colorful Pictures With The Power Of Words……………. A Touch of Love. September 19th, 2013 Posted by Poeticmoe. A simple Lack of God's love Is more to me than others' presence For I say who would a law to lovers? God's love is unto itself the highest law that exist. He say in a divination of Sweetly played melody, "MY HEART, IT BEATS TO RAPTUROUS LOVE, FOR YOU ARE MY OFFSPRINGS, YOUR GIVING .click to read more. Beautiful Bride of God. August 27th, 2012 Posted by Poeticmoe. Tomorrow is a Mystery.
Index of Poetic Moments
1472; ABOUT THE AUTHOR. Be Still, Capture the Moments. This book embraces a collection of short, free verse, inspirational poems. Capturing the moments in life brings out the essence of a journey we all undertake. If only we could stop a moment and look around us, there are precious moments to capture and treasure. This is what this book has taken note of, in a poetic form: be it love, happiness, sadness, teenagers, employers, working environments, school and other treasures that we are exposed to.
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