22 minutes ago by Dixey

"Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet." ~ Plato (423-347 BC)

Dixeyland - dixeyland.blogspot.com

1 hour ago by Jeremy Ritch

The wind blows blue Through alleys and streets old and new Tomorrow, Sorrow? As I borrow Thoughts Caught in minds Of what future finds Beneath the Philly street Damp on tired feet Running! Gunning! Down 9mm alleyways Towards uncertain days Light a cig Watching an injustice jig Dance on the heads of ...

The Full Sleeve - thefullsleeve.wordpress.com · 1 reference

3 hours ago

http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=300316643357820 # d # perl # redhat # republic # poetry

lifezap.com public timeline - lifezap.com · Rank: 106,299

4 hours ago by Christoph Schumacher

On a night just like this In a place just like this Nothing special happened And it was just fine.

Clarity & Chaos - clarityandchaos.blogspot.com · 6 references

4 hours ago by Tim Buck

Old buildings in a Kafka city, their antique stones going down all the way to river hues of gloom... These old buildings where someone is staring through a window's ennui... Evening eyes are weary after dust-mote commerce, after documents shuffled until words are worn off and thin round spectacles w ...

my dripping brain - mydrippingbrain.blogspot.com · Rank: 162,950 · 2 references

4 hours ago by telescoper

‘I am just going outside and may be some time.’ The others nod, pretending not to know. At the heart of the ridiculous, the sublime. He leaves them reading and begins to climb, Goading his ghost into the howling snow; He is just going outside and may be some time. The tent recedes beneath its crust ...

In the Dark - telescoper.wordpress.com · Rank: 86,791 · 185 references

5 hours ago by Jessica R.

I bless the night that nourished my heart To set the ghosts of longing free Into the flow and figure of dream That went to harvest from the dark Bread for the hunger no one sees. All that is eternal in me Welcome the wonder of this day, The field of brightness it creates Offering time for each thing ...

Sugarbang - sugarbang.blogspot.com

5 hours ago by mrpillis

if god doesn’t exist and art was built to invent god why would i think art exists because it doesn’t matter and it knows it oh Filed under: poems Tagged: poetry

* / w o r d h o l e / * - mrpillis.wordpress.com · 3 references

5 hours ago by Julia

Старинное. :) Сердце бешенно бъётся... Очень трудно дышать... Как тяжело в эти секунды живётся, Но о таком чувстве я мога лишь мечтать... Мне и грустно, и смешно, Как часто я сейчас мечтаю.. И хоть о тебе я думаю уже давно, Опять в розовых облаках летаю... Уверена,эта ночь будет бессонна... Но я зна ...

Julia Fokina - julia-fokina.blogspot.com

5 hours ago by Julia

Зимою холодно до дрожи. Но знаю, солнце взойдет. Когда я коснусь твоей кожи, А потом и на сердце растает лед. И начнет оно сильно стучать, И раньше времени придет весна. У нас найдется, что друг другу сказать. Тебе не до сна и мне не до сна. В тихой ночи неспеша прогуляемся По узеньким улочкам и по ...

Julia Fokina - julia-fokina.blogspot.com