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Poetry By Marc
Marisa Cappetta BA Vis Arts and Poet
Marisa Cappetta BA Vis Arts and Poet. If facing the paper, your thought is 'I am an artist', you have no clue what to do. If the concepts of your function are, 'I am a shape maker, an entertainer, an expressive symbol collector'.then you have an explicit road map. Edgar Whitney. Tuesday, July 16, 2013. Our Lady Queen of Peace, New Jersey. She is dressed in flowing blue robe. I sweat in an itchy white nylon. Communion frock, feeling like a fraud. Even at age six, I knew there was something wrong. There's ...
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Poetry by Andrew Marshall. Lilly vs Xmas Tree 2013. Happy Birthday Jenna Treglohan. Birthday wishes for Bethan (19). God Made Babies Smell. Dancers Just Do It. Ode to my Old Bike. Wish upon a Star. For Robert, God Bless. For All sick Women. Just a bit of fun. The Magic of Skiing. Start of a Day. The Kiss of a Lifetime. Just a bit of fun. Jane Martin, wine buff. Create a free website.
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Original: Poems, Quotes, and More Made By Me. View: full / summary. On October 7, 2014 at 11:20 AM. When will it be? Thats what they say. Escape from the fast life. Thats what I seek. What can be done? I might look the part. But I surely don't have the heart. I do but only for Uncle Sam. On September 21, 2014 at 11:15 AM. The bird in a small tree. I thought I was in a dream. Time seem to stop. Caught me in the moment's lust. We think the imaginable. Always appear in dreams. In this case not always. I kno...
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Poetry by Moonlight
In Memory of Justin. The Game of Life. So many things in life to be done. But instead I just ignore them. And keep having fun. In sand I often bury my head. Why deal with these things. When I can stay in bed? I live life the same as the days pass by. And seem to forget. To ask myself why. Years down the line, life’s still the same…. And nothing has changed. Am I still playing the game? Comments : Leave a Comment. Tags: game of life. Releasing the words…. I used to write poems, I would write them every day.
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A Collection Of My words. Friday, 5 April 2013. The winter has gone and spring has come. The weather is cold the snow just gone. The sun is bright but its the wind bite. The snowdrops are up. The daffodils are coming. Tulips will look stunning. Summer is coming slow but sure. The night is cold the sky so clear. The days are warmer but not quit a korma. So here to the day jack frost goes bye bye. The day the sun takes off his hat. The day that the tops come off. Tuesday, 19 March 2013. As the days draw out.
Poetry By Night
Jag kan skriva hela världen och jag kan göra det bra. Torsdag, juni 22, 2006. I constantly thank god. Här tar den här bloggen slut. No more blogg. Däremot kommer jag finnas någon annanstans men det är hemlishemlis. jag vill inte att folk ska veta att det är jag, Emma, som skriver. ni får väl lista ut det :). Posted by Emma @ 4:35 em. Tisdag, juni 13, 2006. Summer in the city,. Posted by Emma @ 9:05 fm. Fredag, juni 09, 2006. Vackra Flickor Dör Snabbare. Nytt bokprojekt. Läs och kommentera. Det går inte&#...
Poetry By Nina
A Collection of Poetry About. Extraordinary Experiences Playing the. Harp for Patients in the Hospital. An excerpt from Harpestry:. Ldquo;You Heal Me”. The harp music drifted into her room from the hallway. She peaked around the corner of the curtain. And invited me to enter her space. She smiled and closed her eyes. She knew what to do. Lying still to absorb the vibrations. Cleansing tears flowed from her eyes. She relaxed into the gentle sound. Soaking it in through her pores. We were playing a duet.
