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Tag: poetry
Olympic Flame [The Torch]
It’s all Greek to me on a humble escape stumbling home. A cave of sightless allegory, yet Spirit fondly overheard. Wind sings sweetly of sound wings carrying the Songbird. It’s held in vase — service to the listener takes notes on how to fly over & then with her. The Wild pines to lead conical… Continue reading Olympic Flame [The Torch]
***Stardom***
Melodicism fused with eager anticipation; Falling in love despite onerous offenders. Name and claim your musician style and let the bio reflect thus uniquity. Your intention should speak to the listener in the same Voice as your heart. Skating on the balance of less and more. Let’s Dance. It’s our autobiography, and I am happy… Continue reading ***Stardom***
Ode To Healer
Promise : I will stand for cultural growth through understanding my own perspective on solidity. • . I will heal the wounds of my current life, and I will synchronize this healing with those around me, causing a ripple effect. • . I will use words to speak knowledge, and I will not use words… Continue reading Ode To Healer
A Series of Self: Kendra, Pt. V
The motion of joy is the choreographer of my soul. Once open to arriving, I had no need to visualize a door. For, like the butter, I could not believe that I was the Homeowner and also, the Key. Oh! How foolish it would be! To be matter of fact! To be like a deck… Continue reading A Series of Self: Kendra, Pt. V
Will, Son!
Radiant is thou, wafting through the forest; I remember the time we pranced around fellow tourists. I judge when I live, so I think while I breathe. I dislike a taste for negativity, & question my pity for the green— Where are the echoes? Must I always pick up on the universal radio?… Continue reading Will, Son!
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