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heartofmuse · 4 years

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"My love wears a tiger's skin,

it is a fierce thing,

wild and untamed,

has claws and has teeth."

e.v.e. (The Nature of Love)

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rabbruad1 · 4 years

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When you cease to appreciate, your outlook starts to deteriorate.

Bruce Adler

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rhymingtherapy · 5 years

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I thought

I was used

to being alone,

but the dark came alive

when I first met you.

The moments we shared

meant more than the stars,

love flamed in my eyes

right from the start.

I never knew

I was playing with fire,

until it was too late

and I lost you

to the night.

I believed you could fill

the emptiness inside

but you were a dream,

a mirage

of illusion and desire.

.

Rhymingtherapy - April 2019

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dancing-on-the-waves · 5 years

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Finally

I waited too long to ask. My heart wasn’t up to the task. Afraid of what it might feel. Would I ever heal.

Finally I got up the courage. I resolved not to be discouraged. I found her across the miles. I steadied myself to meet the awaiting trials.

Her smile was inviting as ever. I knew that it was now or never. I had prepared myself for the worse. I strove to be open, honest, and terse.

She smiled softly with understanding. As if she knew my heart’s love longstanding. Her words were sweet and gentle as ever they were. I left free of the burden I long carried for her.

It may not have been the answer I wished. But in the end once again we kissed. I left serenely, finally the answer I knew. And the sky is still blue.

K. C. Barry

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rhapsodyinblue45 · 5 years

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All roads lead back to you

down soft evening paths

speckled in blazing pinks

of early spring

footprints embrace shallow eddies

reflecting our harvest moon's dance

along an emerald shoreline

how sincere your steel-eyed glance

catching my breath

drawing constellations

across my tanned skin

you touch feelings

beneath my skin

and peonies erupt

in a blush of wonder

you know my thoughts

before their petals

find shape to express

their knowing

you call me into

your deep-scented

chestnut voice

pulling me

intoxicating the supple

curves of my heart

until miles meld

into moments

roads direct my path

on a journey I've sensed

since time's beginning

every intention bridging

the distance

as all roads lead

inevitably to you

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Rhapsodyinblue45//

All roads lead to

Image: Tom Sierak

5.8.19

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*a writing prompt challenge to include the phrase "all roads lead to you"

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scatteredthoughts2 · 5 years

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Strange Whispers.

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There are secrets waiting in this ghostly place,

A hint, a clue, the faintest trace,

Of happenings, of lives before,

Of secrets buried, beneath the floor.

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Hear the voices in the cobwebbed halls,

The wandering spirit's, whispered calls,

Repeating tales of grief and woe,

Tragedies, from so long ago.

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Ancient lives, lived in brick and stone,

The ghosts of those who died alone,

The very walls have tales to tell,

From the attic dust, to the basement well.

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To the silence, you must lend your ear,

If of these ghosts, you wish to hear,

And sometimes, when the night is still,

Your heart will feel, their ghostly chill.

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Ambrose Harte

Scattered Thoughts

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k-h-v · 5 years

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For when the mind is foggy, and the heart is weighted with the anchors of the past, a shattering breezing will sweep you away into the streams of lives once lived. Float for awhile, but let one not linger too long, for serenity is ahead, not where thee resides.

- “AHHHAH moment for a friend with a hurting heart”

@k3you7

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itsabrokenconch · 5 years

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sacred nights, silent windchimes, leaves groaned under our restless footsteps, words milked from the skylines. our minds wandered, into each others’, like playful children breaking curfews. this night — it allowed them to.

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“that’s her and my special spot,” you smiled, bittersweetness in your eyes. you talked about your past and your pain, and i looked on with some curiosity, but more admiration. i remember playing with a stick, and the sand beneath my feet, then without a warning, your bigger face was buried in my smaller shoulders.

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affections dripped like dew, subtly glistening, newborn broken waves from the man-made pond, sleepy trees, lazy canopies lull us out of reality. for now i’ll be your accomplice. warm bodies sat atop benches, warmer hearts seeking shelter.

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— V.O. (2016). midnight conversations.

(a piece that is particularly close to my heart)

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barbaranestor2 · 5 years

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Too much love

What will you say when the time comes To feel too much love

What will you say when the time comes In the morning and you’re so boring And ignoring nature comets god And everything

What will you say when the time comes And you have no memories To keep you up At night

What will you say when the time comes And you can’t see what You can’t see

What will you say when the time comes And you have in your heart too much Sadness and you can’t remember Your husband your children Your address and how Old you are

What will you say when the time comes To feel too much love

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emerald-and-gold · 5 years

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Giving Up

I gave you up today,

changed the song and walked away,

there isn't anymore to say,

so why does it hurt this way?

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annacheungpoems · 5 years

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By A. Cheung

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rabbruad1 · 4 years

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All creatures snuggle...not only for love. It provides relief and assurance, in face of life’s troubles.

Bruce Adler

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rhymingtherapy · 5 years

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those who look

find stars

everywhere,

they line our paths,

they’re alive in the veins

that pump the blood

to our hearts,

they influence our stories,

our songs & our art,

they speak to us

in our dreams,

appear each night

with so much to say,

but only some of us

understand,

that all of us hold pieces

of the stars that stayed.

.

Rhymingtherapy - June 2019 (my photo)

Starlitpoems Prompt - The Stars That Stayed

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dancing-on-the-waves · 5 years

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It’s Been...

It has only been a week since we played the last card I didn’t think it would be this hard to start again without you. I can’t begin to say how I miss you. It’s been a month now since we parted and I feel so brokenhearted and I realize how much you meant to me. if only I had opened my heart for you to see.

It’s been a year since that fateful day I still see, hear and feel you as I wipe the tears away Oh how I wish I could go back in time. If only I had surrendered all to make you mine.

It’s been 40 years since our love was lost The tears still blur memories treasured, and the cost and yet my heart longs to have you here. If only for a moment I would give my life to again call you dear.

K. C. Barry

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rhapsodyinblue45 · 5 years

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you follow pebbled paths

to my heart's destination

how I feel your presence

through worshipping

hands and eyes divine

which penetrate my soul

as the constellations

brilliant in their heated silence

peering through my window

I feel your intimacy

wedded to my dreams

and my heart pulses

with our memories

captured in the scripture

of stars dusting the night

with every encounter

our souls have felt

in histories long expressed

and again renewed

within the bloom of this time's

early blush of crimson ripening

into fragrant skies

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Love's Perennial

@Rhapsodyinblue45

5.27.19

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Image: Adrian Chesterman

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divedintothedark · 4 years

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The words that were loud but forgot to leave her lips,

The home that was shattered but refused to break,

The tears that were spilling but remained unshed,

The heart that was fragile but refused to stop beating,

The storm that was traumatic but could not take over,

The tongue that was tied but denied going mute,

The girl that was losing life but did not surrender.

-The unspoken, unseen

~M.W.

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