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Breaking Barriers | Eclectic Verbosity
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April 26, 2015. It’s merely a matter of opinion. But in my case it’s also proven. That one can handle certain aspects. And situations in life without. Closing the door on every person. To ever hurt them. We are all. Victims of emotional entanglement,. And how we choose to heal varies,. But I’m not all about letting one. Person make me feel like the world. Is out to get me, turning me into. The ultimate hermit, or the atypical. Cat lady. I’m not that weak of soul,. For my wall is nearly see-through. Follo...
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June | 2015 | Eclectic Verbosity
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Monthly Archives: June 2015. June 2, 2015. 13 Signs You’re A Classic INFJ. To understand me a little more, please read this. Flickr Image / bost. INFJ Introverted, Intuitive, Feeling and Judging. INFJs are known to be great listeners, big dreamers, and deep, complex people. As the rarest personality type INFJ’s only make up less than 3% of the population. If you’ve taken the Myers-Briggs Personality Indicator. You probably know what you’re categorized as but these are some signs of a classic INFJ. Eclect...
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Unwanted | Eclectic Verbosity
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April 26, 2015. It seems almost pointless. To try an interact with. Introversion, for I must be. An energy vampire today,. And yesterday, and the day. Before that, desperate for. The attention, the praise,. The hands that calmed my. Inner fires, which continue. To rage out of control,. And I’m concluding that. No amount of writing will. Contain the spread, no. Amount of tears will end it. This entry was posted in NaPoWriMo. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Address never made public).
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Entering Into a New Month | Eclectic Verbosity
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May 31, 2015. Entering Into a New Month. I don’t often post about personal things, but it is personal things that have kept me away. It seems that now that I’ve turned 40, I’ve begun to fall apart! Have a lovely Summer Solstice, and Blessed Be! This entry was posted in Personal. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. Join 319 other followers.
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So Until Then… | Eclectic Verbosity
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April 30, 2015. So Until Then…. I can still taste your chapstick weeks. After you kissed me, the waxy film of. Your DNA imprints upon my soul, and I. Let you linger longer, making the need. To feel your skin so urgent, so vital. To what little sanity is left that. Dangles on a heart string. Emotions. Emblazoned like a chemical fire, and. The only cure for the burns is a. Return to the Garden, where an ocean. Of joyful tears and a forest full of. Embrace will lift this heavy sorrow,. Join 319 other follow...
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About The Author | Eclectic Verbosity
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Poet Empath. Gamer. Amateur photographer. Wannabe artist. Also … a left-handed Aries, a step mom, a cat lover. 8220;My husband loves me for my passion of things, and I love him for his mashed potatoes.”. Wake up, Breathe, Keep Breathing…. Blog at WordPress.com. Follow “Eclectic Verbosity”. Get every new post delivered to your Inbox. Join 319 other followers. Build a website with WordPress.com.
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April 30, 2014. Well, everyone — it’s finally here. Today is the last day of NaPoWriMo. We had over 1500 participants this year, a very good turnout indeed. I hope you’ve enjoyed the challenge and if you didn’t quite make it to 30 poems this year, no worries. NaPoWriMo will be back next year! But for now, let’s meet our final featured press: Ahsahta. Which published NaPoWriMo’er Kirsten Kaschock’s. First book, A Beautiful Name for a Girl. And also occasionally has open reading periods. April 29, 2014.
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April 2, 2016. NaPoWriMo Day 2 – Why I Should Not Go. I would not be on. My best behavior with you. April 1, 2016. NaPoWriMo Day 1 – April Fool’s. Resident nurse likes to prank. On April Fool’s Day. March 30, 2016. I think that you know. That I’m here for you through this. And always will be. March 29, 2016. Scared Inside Silent Longing. Because I’m feeling too much. Should be no surprise. And not even fear. I’m really good at. Making things weird, so I’ll stop. And get back to work). March 28, 2016.
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What’s My Line? | Eclectic Verbosity
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June 1, 2015. What’s My Line? Somewhere along this winding path. I lost the notebook in my brain. Filled with all the pretty words. That make those lines you like. So much for making you love me more. This entry was posted in Poetry. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out.
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L M | Eclectic Verbosity
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July 18, 2016. This is not a poem. I wanted to inform my blog followers that I will be moving my writing to Tumblr. I will continue to have this account for short time, but I will no longer be posting. Thank you so much for your support here over the years. If you would like to continue reading my stuff, my tumblr is: http:/ poetconflicted.tumblr.com. Good luck to you all! April 8, 2016. NaPoWriMo Day 8 – Hitting Reset. You are cloaked in memories. A vast sea of images and. Conversations of the years.