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Originally posted on 1sojournal:
I collect words. About a week after my last post, I found a new (to me) word , in my mail box. The word is deracinate. It literally means: to pull up by the roots. But has come to define the process of isolating, or cutting off, an individual from his/her given…

Originally posted on M.S Poetry:
I want success But I don’t want fame I don’t want to be A household name ? I don’t want to be In the tabloid papers See my private life On all the front pages ? Don’t want to be followed By cameras and drones Or ever have to…

Originally posted on Lost in the Echo.:
Crumbled pages lie silently at the corner of the room as the ink went dry, the thoughts astray. The mind was a fighting a war within itself. The heart, well it did it’s job, without a care in the world. The walls absorbed the silent screams. The prayers…

Originally posted on Simply G:
Let me fill the gaps between your fingers. Take my hand and let’s walk together. Be like the plants in my garden, their thirsty roots welcoming autumn rain. Drench yourself with the affection I’m pouring. Eradicate the barbed wire barricading your heart. Don’t be scared to lick the bliss, for…

Originally posted on By The Wobbly Dum-Dum Tree:
While weather forecasters think to hone their skill by pouring over images from satellites and charts, or study their computer programmes believing it a science not an art, while Mother Nature yet delights in unpredictability and shams, I think I could likely do as well with a…

Originally posted on Eni-Globalink:
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Originally posted on Spiritual Fruit Without Religion:
I received a clothes cabinet yesterday delivered by FEDEX. Assembly was required. It came with a mallet (pictured above) for tapping the connectors into place. I’m the type of construction person that believes a mallet is a multi-purpose tool to correct many mal-fitting parts. The temptation for me…

Originally posted on Untangled:
Hope is the involuntary breaths I take to live. It’s always there as I encounter the obstacles in my path. With hope, I can conquer mountains. I know it may be hard and sometimes emotionally and physically painful but I can do it. With hope, I can change and become who I…

Originally posted on Seeing the whisper:
? ? A memory in a tear ? The tears have vanished in another part of my heart. My soul stills in the shadow as my knees go weak. I throw sweet memories to the stars. They twinkle my path where my soul is supposed to walk and to…