When you get to my age, I think, you begin to realise that no matter how fast you run or what you achieve, the most precious thing you ha…
Even eternity is divided into moments.
I remember the evening / Our laughter and fun / As we talked and we kissed / Until the end of the sun…........
I miss your eyes, your touch / as you spun around me filling / places no others have gone.
Just thinking what if….
“There are spiritual guidelines and principles in getting to the heart of God”. / *“When you take time early in the day to invite God i…
When you fellowship with God,early in the mornings, you will experience a deep union and intimate relationship with him. / Supercharge you day!!
Endless Love I slip into your room and kneel beside you / I gently nudge the covers back slightly / I smile as I see your peaceful and …
Rise again the day is young / and we shall dance in the Fretternear Woods
WOW! / I have found another utterly stunning artist new to the bubble / May I introduce you to Fiona Jack / Her photo of Fretternear Woods inspired this poetry faster than I could twig what I was writing – I thought I was going to say “Perfect capture of frost in the early morning” or something but tada! there was this poem! / Sometimes it scares me when writing takes over! :O) / Go check out this lady’s fantastic artwork – this photo by the way is the only one she has in her folio :O) / Enjoy! :O) FEATURED!! In the Melbourne & Victoria Group
“I’m astounded by people who want to “know” the universe when its hard enough to find your way around Chinatown.” / -Woody Allen
APPRECIATE NATURE AND IT’S BEAUTY
/ HAZELNUT DREAMS BY KEITH R. WILLIAMS
can I bring you flowers / can I bring you tea / can I bring you your favourite / Chocolate on a Sunday morning
☼ Inspired by Chocolate on a Sunday morning ~ Larry Davis Don’t you love an indulgent morning by the sea? / I so need some chocolate now! Enjoy!♥ lol the wonderful Ms Tracy Bignall sent me this pic to go with my treatise on Larry’s photo! / Thank you Tracy! ☺♥☺
She lingers when its dark…. Shy…. hiding safely behind her Mummy.
Inspired to write this when writing a description for this photo….
Picking up this Kundalini Captive / A snake in sheep’s clothing,
Funny what comes to mind with a good cup of coffee. DANILO LEJARDI / was inspired to create this amazing art piece by same name MORNING COFFEE BY DANILO LEJARDI /
Turn off the lamp. / A man / In all he was meant to be / Steps timidly into the brilliance /
In memory of a wonderful mentor and friend. I lived in his family with his wife and 6 kids and various others for many years. Learning to grow in my faith and in my personhood. He died as he lived, caring for others (in a supermarket shootout.)
shhhh…whisper / don’t let anyone hear / our secret words / just hold me near / the scent of your skin / your fingertips / my body tingles / t…
o6.16.2oo9 / painting a dance in the rain… .
touch the clouds. / taste the sea.
i love the sea….and the birds that fly over…. when i saw this photograph by polly / i was back to a time when i lived on the shore…the smiles are huge… / and i am so honored that polly asked me to write something to go with the image… and so with the voice of dan…. to the morning
It is morning, quiet morning. / The honey-colored morn tiptoes silently, / through the lifting opaque sheers; / a mellow dew upon its wing…
His mind was not open to her at all and when she tried to read his thoughts she got a peacefulness sense of empty bliss that compelled he…
part 2, chapter 2 fan fic written for fans of “Daddy’s Little Girl” This is what happened before Sasha Lynn Gray’s birth. I wrote this for the many people who have been asking to finish Daddy’s Little Girl” I thought before I did, the first story should be posted. It was one of my first writings and it SUCKED so I have been re-writing the whole thing little by little. I really want people to read this, it starts off as a fan fic, typical story line, a little sex, and then it gets a bit gruesome as well. Each chapter will have a different rating. feed back IS welcomed! / / writing . persusing happiness / THE SISTERHOOD
Cruel indigenous tortures / Creep sleepily / Through eerie shades of morning
Shhhhhh, for there among the gleaming, / ride the children of they sky.
You dont know how precious you are to me / How much i feel for you and how scared i am to lose you.
My attempt at a happy poem. / Most times all i can think of is sadness and fear / I can never share my moments of happiness with anyone / I find them impossible to word, i only know how i feel it. / But this, i tried to remember the feeling i had when i wake up and see a face laying next to me, the arms around me and the feelings that stir inside me. This is what i got :0 Hope you enjoy it!
Your hand flies out from its hiding space in the bed and grabs mine. You growl an order to let you sleep. I smile, and kiss you just to…
just a poem about what could possibly be the perfect way to wake up
to drink you in,
this is a poem about today. and about coffee. and about you.
she couldn’t stand it anymore… no more marmalade… she wanted cornflakes this morning!! she wrapped her legs around him, his thickn…
When marmalade for breakfast just doesn’t cut it anymore!! This is what happens when you get into crazy conversations about cornflakes and celibacy….
Oh, to taste the waking kiss of beauty
To wake up in that one special person’s embrace is true heaven
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