Without the poetic element in our own being, and without our poets and their great poetry, we would be brutes, or what is worse and what we are most like today: vicious automata of self will.
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Without the poetic element in our own being, and without our poets and their great poetry, we would be brutes, or what is worse and what we are most like today: vicious automata of self will.
Life is an interesting journey. These are journals, stories, reflections of a traveller of this journey. (songoftheheartsite@gmail.com)
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Life in Words
Love is Joy!
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Stoned Cat Press
I write poetry that is unexpected, raw, from the heart & mind, I don’t shy away from being emotional, & real in my writing.
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We are all just babes in the woods.
"I have enough time to rest, but I don't have a minute to waste". Come and catch me with your wise words and we will have some fun with our words of wisdom.
I'm just a pocket poet.
Life is a series of highs and lows. Be grateful in the highs. Be graceful in the lows. Find contentment in your Middle Ground
Erm, what am I doing with my life?
A place where my thoughts, words and feelings converge...
Mostly rambles, few brambles
Finding Solace In Imperfection
“Think of all the beauty still left around you and be happy.” ― Anne Frank
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