
Walking through the flowers
I see the fairy-tales
Beauty dancing on the leaves
Pearly, dewy dancing…
Might this be the last I see,
I will thank eternity…

Walking through the flowers
I see the fairy-tales
Beauty dancing on the leaves
Pearly, dewy dancing…
Might this be the last I see,
I will thank eternity…
Poems, with a sprinkling of music & photography
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Lost fluttering of insecure emotions
Passionate Penchants
an exploration into our authentic lives.
A bouquet of Romance, Smiles, Inspiration, Faith and Tears
within my heart.
nothing but words ...
The regurgitated love of Benjamin Norris
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to write the words i won't speak
Explore. Dream. Discover.
Finding passion for life again...
lives a world of thoughts and musings of an Artist
Graze on my lips; and if those hills be dry, stray lower, where the pleasant fountains lie. -Shakespeare
poetry and observations from a manic depressive sufferer
A brief beautiful poem; very well done.
Thanks for the kind words.