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Tag: Prose

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I think MEN are great and I wrote this litte Ode on the way home from work today....
I can feel my small self. I remember running as fast as I could and knew that I was on the verge of super hero speed. If only I could shed this me and travel like wind....
I have a few writings inspired by other soulcasters. The muse for this one is Travelr712. I took a new direction after reading one of his posts. I hope a similar change will happen for you....
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Evanescence Video, my poem....
the obsidian sceptre, scene 01...
Think back, you. Feel back into yourself. Stored in those small happy spaces. Like the smell of freshly dug dirt. Warm laundry. The scent of morning before the sun climbs. The feel of the grass....
Comfort I find in the curve of your mouth
Or the warmth of being held in your eyes
You bring something worth sharing to the surface...
Let me be clear about this. The writing of Oriah has done that most magical of all things... made me think about myself and how I chose to be in the world. I am posting a copy of her poem The Invitation here so that perhaps those of you who haven't...
How often do you look through a journal or that folder where you keep those poems written on anything close at hand?...
lyric poem...
poem (gingersoul, this isn't the one, its coming i promise)...
Twisting and turning your emotions like glass and just as fragile. Trying to blame all that has happened on a past of ill circumstance wanting nothing but to feel the on you are so far from. You question the very existence of your emotional process as...
short personal essay about sex written in college. sort of sporadic / unorganized as always but containing a few poignant moments...
this might be it gingersoul
not so concentrated a work anymore as a took on a few more themes like always which may have compromised the original themes which may proove, on my reading of this to have become partly if not wholly banished....
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