...a quiet madman, never far from tears - Irving Layton.
Maple Ridge, British Columbia
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My First Poetry Collection
(I get better, but I've read worse).👇🏽 a.co/d/0hVOduc0 – at Maple Ridge, British Columbia
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Advisee: A Flash Fiction Story (Scribner Short Reads)
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Today's clickety clicks😉
4. Awake
Poetry.
A wake or awake? The eternal sunshine of spotless insomnia. #JimCarrey #Cityscape #Hassocks #Pews #DeepPurple
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the perspective that you hold can weaken or strengthen the quality of your life
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It is coming the hour draws near
The one dark angel wings of night
In dreams a whispered sigh
Black candle burns dancing flame
Warm blood through veins of ice
Cold breath this house of ghosts
Where waits the abandoned
Still reaching for life
#vibes_gothicvss @vibes_gothicvss
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A whisper in a crowd
A sea of faces blurred and fast
A gentle hand, that broke the tide
Your eyes met mine, you're a mystery
You asked a simple question about the way I wished to go We spoke of nothing, yet of everything
I answered~to break away from solitude, never to be alone
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#BOSS LEVEL
U tease me with sticks
And rubber bullets,
Teeth in a bucket,
Tired elastic
And brittle string.
U please me and say I'm gravity 2 certain masses,
A shag on the grass,
Rich and diabolical.
U kill me with indifference,
A rotted promise,
Void of joy and reason.
#vss365
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The storm of the eye
Forgets not what it has seen
Then tomorrow dawns
The flood will drown all then pass
Rivers never stay the same
#tanka
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the hearth contains worlds of flame
that seek no broader skies to burn;
it could claim farther reaches
yet leaves the distant dark untouched;
those who choose to draw close enough
discover warmth that knows its name
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one nothing day in 1877
one day in 1877
I decided to lie down,
put the book away
(let it rest open in my lap)
let my dress loose, let it be unkempt
un-lady like, proper but not neat
and I just stretched myself out and on this day
I slipped into dolce far niente -
still in my mind, quiet in my heart
just looking out, looking in
let the world fade
I let the world descend down the stars
abandoned all tasks, all activity
on this day was when I slipped into
dolce far niente
sweet nothings, no form
no thought, no shape, unshaped and serene
no worries, no care...just seeing
sweet nothings, enchanting and empty
and as if floating like a radiant cloud in a blue sky
sweet nothings, nothing...
so on this day in 1877
I entered dolce far niente
It's all just simple
it's nothing really, just sweet nothings:
dolce far niente
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IMAGE: Dolce far niente, 1877 by Auguste Toulmouche
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SOME FIFTY YEARS LATER
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<Nov-2019>
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I stood on the platform of the Westbahnhof with my traveling bag. The station clock was accurate to the minute. I walked to the Lange Gasse, not looking at anything along the way, because I had the sense of a person crossing a floor in the dark. #excerpt
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The Language of Grief
"Oh" is the first word
in the language of grief,
the dry mother sob
that catches in your throat
and gives birth
to another & another
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If what
I do today,
Tomorrow
Is worth
Chasing,
No heaven
Knows the
Way, only
The road
We're facing..
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