thoughts exploding in my head
oh yes, aided by herb rolled in a bed
wrapped in fine linen
burning slow and left smitten
so many questions jumbled together
never an answer, might as well talk about the weather
still, it rattles the brain
wondering why so much pain
thats the down side of these trips
the upside, having the munchies for pizza and chips
Ax
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23 years old girl travelling solo on a motorcycle.
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When reluctance gives in to the urge of expression....
~everyday poetry, every day
Poetry and Stories by Mark Tulin
a.mermaid'spen_
Poetry ,Prose ,Story & Thoughts.
Her whiskey eyes tell all.
Poetry about life
Poetry that purrs. It's reowr because the cat said so.
Jessie Adamson
Brett Kristian
A little something for you.
Lucania la mia ragione di vita
Posh and cultured language adventures
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A Collaborative Mental Health Blog
Write, Drink Tea, Live Life, Repeat
a place for my poetic thoughts
Travel is not just head game
Words from the Heart
Dabbles in writing, loves music and nature. Sierra Leonean
#joke #lol #haha #funny #hilarious
Poetry, haiku, tanka, and micropoetry
Between two languages: books and other things
Poetry and words
Poetry, quotes and my thoughts promoting positivity
Introspections artistry externalized
Let your soul burn a flame in this world. Be damned to make a difference. ~ Jenna Noel~
But to dream of flesh while mine is sagging… what a sweet delight… and what twisted perfection in my mind!
“The only real revolution is in the enlightenment of the mind and the improvement of character, the only real emancipation is individual, and the only real revolutionaries are philosophers and saints.” — Will Durant
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Love is love and everything else is something else
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Creating stories, painting pictures, evoking emotion with pen in hand. Sometimes it's just words and others...it's so much more.
Racconti, poesie e molto altro ancora ...
Tigers not daughters
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...a few words from the Dark Angel
Poetry and grim tales from my mind.
(Chuckles stuck in throat!)
And even more memories ❤️
haha, I have a feeling, you’ve had many
Yep!!! Wouldn’t trade a one of them.
Heart after my own heart…you’re gorgeous Rita 🙏❤️
Thank you. Those memories are gold in this autumn of my life. Precious gold.
Ooh! I know that one lol
doesn’t surprise me (Island Life lol)
LOL