Let This Poem Remember Me. It takes a lot of hours every month for me to put out consistent, quality work for all you readers. The Adventures Of Kidd Oakley.

A blog of life according to me. sorry it took me so long. Rippled clouds go drifting by. I sit and watch the flowers move. The peace of this day fills my thoughts. As I see the world move about. Content to see the rising sun. And marvel in the blessings. Tiny birds sit on wires.

The varied thoughts of a millennial modern linguist. He left before her beauty faded. She left him lying there, lifeless.

Asymp; Leave a comment. The sage bell pealed like a blood orange. Spilled its flesh and soul. Whose banks have grown weary of emotion. Worn tired of holding back the waters. And cried its plaintive song to the evening air. Tangled man and woman and child. Like a nomad herd in search of water. Bending heads in wishful anticipation. Rain-soaked reeds their ears brushed by the swell.

Join in and link back to her blog. 1 Comment on 90 m. Lift the curtain high at dawn. Let the flickering candles yawn. Clouds full of snow,. Sing black on white,. Lift up and fight,. Reach for the night,.

Follow Cosmic Sway on WordPress. There is no thing endowed with life from man, who is enslaving the elements, to the nimblest creature in all this world that does not sway in its turn. Whenever action is born from force, though it be infinitesimal, the cosmic balance is upset and the universal motion results. A literal description of depression. I was pretending to be normal. And really wanted to be. From the time I was a baby.

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