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Bedtime Benediction – plotlessone.com
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This thing that is life…. Her poetry is like silk. Go to her spot and wrap yourself in her words. Everything I Never Told You. We’ll nestle like a pair of saucers. Let me press my breasts. Into your back,. My hand over your heart,. Even when I can’t sleep. It’s a comfort to feel. To take notice of. The strength of your body. There’s a lullaby in the way. My lips drift across. In three quarter time. This mouthy soulful love. And a kiss for the infinite. I snuggle closer and whisper. February 13, 2016.
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plotless1 – plotlessone.com
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This thing that is life…. All I wish to do is spend the rest of my days writing and reading. If that means I am alone, then so be it. Reach me @ plotlessone.com@gmail.com. What is the job of a poet. A poet will collect tears in a bucket when there is no more room for a drop he will place it under heartache and write the spill. March 4, 2017. Fuck man you got skills fuck man fuck you fuck man. March 4, 2017. Where you been ridge. I’ve been thinking. Who the fuck I’m I? March 4, 2017. I had a son. Sometime...
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10 Relatable Things For People On A Diet – plotlessone.com
https://plotlessone.com/2016/03/08/10-relatable-things-for-people-on-a-diet
This thing that is life…. 10 Relatable Things For People On A Diet. A funny short read/list on diet. Thought you guys may enjoy. As always with my reblogs go to their spot and thank the blogger. You’re sick of hearing it’s a lifestyle change. I cannot give up bread for the rest of my life I’m sorry. You only strictly diet when you have to look skinny. Maybe if I go to the gym three days in a row I’ll have a six pick for spring break. You can’t give up alcohol. How many almonds is it? March 8, 2016. March...
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plotlessone.com – Page 2 – this thing that is life…
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This thing that is life…. Trump next 4 years. My crystal ball just came in the mail. We are all fucked. Or is it rich? I forget. Its Bloody-Mary hour. February 18, 2017. Sometimes Stellar Storyteller Six Word Story Challenge. Originally posted on Sometimes Stellar Storyteller. February 18, 2017. A poem every spouse should send their mother-in-law. February 18, 2017. La Muerte Spoken Words. February 18, 2017. I wish I could walk on rainbows, dance the cha-cha on red, yellow, and indigo’s. i’d ge...If you ...
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Active Marketing vs. Passive Marketing | Self-hosting vs. WordPress.com By HARSH REALITY – plotlessone.com
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This thing that is life…. Active Marketing vs. Passive Marketing Self-hosting vs. WordPress.com By HARSH REALITY. This is very good information. Please visit the link and learn from someone I consider a master: Jason at HARSH REALITY. February 25, 2016. 10 thoughts on “ Active Marketing vs. Passive Marketing Self-hosting vs. WordPress.com By HARSH REALITY. February 25, 2016 at 3:17 pm. Great read, thank you! Liked by 1 person. February 25, 2016 at 11:04 pm. You are most welcome. Liked by 1 person. You ar...
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Blues of abuse | Scattered sentences
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Poetry, essays, books and life. People, Places, Things. Bragging Rights (My Collaborations). About me as a person. January 2, 2017. January 3, 2017. I cannot breathe due to. The Ink with which you. Have drawn my role. Like the bruises that colour my skin. When I didn’t ask permission. To be me before me. And you –. Decided you know what I had to do –. But I am not the dots of a ball point pen. Is that I do not fit ,. But does air, into your structures? I simply fill the void. Of your strictures –. Follow...
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identities | Scattered sentences
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Poetry, essays, books and life. People, Places, Things. Bragging Rights (My Collaborations). About me as a person. December 8, 2015. December 8, 2015. Sometimes i search in distant seas. For my own identities…. Hoping, there, to find afloat. Sometimes i toss in ocean waves. Seeking solace in enclaves. That the heart, and mind enslaves. Sometimes i wonder who i am,. And what i used to earlier be-. And find myself once more lost ,. Inside a storm, wholly at sea. Sometimes i borrow a word or two. You may sa...
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Ruptured rhymes | Scattered sentences
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Poetry, essays, books and life. People, Places, Things. Bragging Rights (My Collaborations). About me as a person. October 3, 2016. January 5, 2017. One line after another. As the dots can be connected backward. And the scattered sentences shuffled. Until a cogent picture is formed. My picture is a little off today. The alignment suffers each time your words hit me. Like drops of water on the surface of wood. They bore a hole. There are only a few pretty droplets to be seen. Like beads of sweat. Bad begi...
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Dear Mother Death: What is war? – plotlessone.com
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This thing that is life…. Dear Mother Death: What is war? Greetings Santa Muerte,. Mother death, can you tell me what is war? There was war, according to Siquieros. Inside the air-conditioned halls scenes of cavalry and farmers stood meters tall above me, each face distinct and solemn. They are memorials to the dead. Then, the inescapable thoughts alighted. I will be left with only my memories. I did not say goodbye as I meant to. Where is my best friend, my love? Stood on a Jerusalem balcony the day of ...
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How to be Unfuckwithable – plotlessone.com
https://plotlessone.com/2016/02/27/how-to-be-unfuckwithable
This thing that is life…. How to be Unfuckwithable. You guys and gals will like this a lot. Enjoy. Always wear great shoes. Don’t text your ex. Know that you’re worth a whole fucking lot and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. When people put their shit on to you tell them. That is your shit, not mine. That is your shit, not mine. Acknowledge the wolf whistlers. Then give them the finger. Drink that green juice, if you have to. Remember that love is perilous. But go for it anyway. On your own terms.