They see the blooming
But not the waiting; long years
Spent under the ground
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Her heart was made of liquid sunsets 🌅 - Virginia Woolf
How does it work?
Such truth and so beautifully said in so little words.
More stories from Joelle E N and writers in Poets and other communities.
Every cell in my Body wants to sing out, but Life whispers: “Not yet”
By Joelle E N3 years ago in Poets
My feet sink into the wet sand as the tide flushes by, covering everything in disappearing crystals of warm ocean. I’m running, I think, and the spray clings to my ankles, obscuring my legs from the lens.
By Maura Bernsteinabout 22 hours ago in Poets
As a person who made sense, I have carried a bag like this !? As a person who have made sense, I have done this - and that is normal, I've done that !? What exactly am I doing with my life !? I am living this way..... I'can't live another way - but perhaps I could live this way !? What way is that - what way are you living !? I don't know - I just wanted to write today !?
By 365poetry4 days ago in Poets
By now, in a stunning departure from recent years, most of the world is aware of what happened at the BAFTA film awards. Social Media Headlines will tell you the bare bones: that John Davidson, a Tourette's Syndrome advocate, shouted a racial slur at two Actors of Colour, Michael B Jordan and Delroy Lindo.
By Natasja Rose3 days ago in Psyche
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Such truth and so beautifully said in so little words.