
“Moonlight Coming Through Window” by Oiiou
eerie moonswept shapes
chilling fearful sensations
unremembered dreams
“Moonlight Coming Through Window” by Oiiou
eerie moonswept shapes
chilling fearful sensations
unremembered dreams
Writer Lynne Sargent
Poetry Puttering by Pax & Company
Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte
"drink from the well of your self and begin again" ~charles bukowski
no dust here
Looking ahead, without looking back (too often)
flights of fancy from New Zealand
You're never alone, if you've something to share
All you touch and all you see / is all your life will ever be
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I am where the valleys are deep, the mountains are high, and the wind moans through trees...
rejuvenatement - not retirement
The loss of a dream upon awakening is the most annoying thing.
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it seems the norm for me as I rarely remember them
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I’ve been writing some dark stuff lately as well – need to break out of it again…
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it comes and goes with me
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I’ve been having those a lot lately.
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I seem to get them in spurts
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I’m hoping this latest spurt ends, as I wake up so tired…
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Deep and beautifully written.
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many thanks
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Always a pleasure
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Spare words suggesting subconscious struggles. We want to make friends of our own shadows . . .
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perhaps so
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Haunting and lovely.
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many thanks
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