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A Poetic Picture
I have many hobbies. I love music in general, whether its listening or playing it. I also love to photograph beautiful things and write poetry. So why not blog about it? These are things I love and spend a lot of time doing, so thanks for visiting and you are welcome to follow! Friday, May 25, 2012. THE GIRL BEHIND THE CAMERA. I'm usually the one behind the camera. So I had a close friend take a few pictures of me just because! Also, wanted to test out a location for a future shoot! Sunday, May 13, 2012.
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Barack Obama: A Poetic Salute - Home
Barack Obama: A Poetic Salute. BARACK OBAMA: A POETIC SALUTE. Easy to read poetic format. Fun facts about Barack Obama's life. Educators can use as a reference book. Dreams from My Father. Concise account of 2008 presidential election. Good selection for Book Clubs. A book that will be valued as a keep-sake. Bibliography provides multiple resources. Fulfills the desire to learn more about his life. Entertainment style helps with easy learning. A story of hope and incredible courage.
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A monologue delivered in the presence of the family cat. I Know I am a Pain in the Ass but Really I Love You Please Stick Around. Ldquo;I Saw the Guy From a Pop-Punk Band That Was Semi-Famous in the Mid-Noughties at a Show in Brooklyn”. May 14th, 2015. It was really hot today, which made me think of the phrase “sweating like a whore in church,” and then this little poem happened. May 5th, 2015. I Can Feel It in Me Like a Long White Sheet. A menace breaks the social order. Not terribly, anyway. You could ...
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Home - A Poetic StrideA Poetic Stride
Spoken Poetry and Lyrics. Log in with one of these or create a new account. Please create an account. Kindly supported by Wordpress Developer. Sven Lehnert and Wordpress Designer. A Poetic Stride is proudly powered by WordPress.
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A Poetic Theology
Tuesday, May 17, 2016. We trust in oracles of stone,. In names of air, electrical. Yet faith eludes us; hope. And vain regrets. Faith. I tell you truly. Is different - That lost sense. Disparaged and counterfeited; credulity. Usurps its place, sets us to building. Houses of despair, where faith. Would break the eggshell prison. From inside, and free us all. Saturday, May 7, 2016. What did I gain, to find my soul. Within a perfect dying world? With God (my only hands). Remains undone. Violence rules.
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apoeticvibe | I Think, Therefore, I write
I Think, Therefore, I write. Time heals all….right? They don’t see what I see when I look at you and that’s why I hadn’t given up;. But could it be that our views are different cause I’ve been blinded by love? I’ve come to learn that no one is perfect and I accepted your flaws,. Learned to love you for the person you are. Because as time moves on,. I start to see someone else and the sight of the one. Who captured my heart is slowly becoming a blur. That presence that used to be that ray. Of how I hurt,.
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Towards a Poetic Vision / Theology, Philosophy and the Arts
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A poetinha
No café com a poetinha. Sem Glúten - Receitas. Terça-feira, 21 de abril de 2015. 7 billion dreams. 1 planet. Consume with care. Within the same web. Within the same tent. The tent that is the planet. The planet is a mother. The mother nurtures the child. The son who is struggling. People who are hungry. The world that impresses. But one day it finds the background. And in the background when it ends. At the time it will be only cry. The cry of everyone. Floods the sick world. You need to think about now.