PoetryMaybe it will inspire me to actually write some more.
We'll just wait and see.....
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The Time Has ComeSlowly opening Ripples forming Creation of the truth Creation of the one Energies abound Shimmering around Dancing through the trees Flying high with the breeze Settling slowly Strengthen boldly The work is done The time has comeThe Time Has Come
by ~dee1113
The WebTo the depths I go to seek the web’s design. Intricate threads they are. Touching and woven and sometimes tangled. To trace a single thread through history, to trace it back to its origin, simple, but complex, in flashes, in pictures. Yet to trace or see the flow forward can be ominous, can be difficult to decipher.The Web
Where is my strand? Where is my web among all of these with whom I flow? I see myself now. I see myself then. And I see oh the many places I may choose to go.
The flow is strong now. It is no longer still. The magic, the energy, the power within growing and changing and becoming greater until I
by ~dee1113
Passion's GlimpsePrimal passion, primal power, great urges, and desires flow through our veins to fill us with lust.Passion's Glimpse
To connect and truly flow, if only for an instant, I feel your power within me.
It makes me soar to the unknown.
The glimpse of all that is, flashes as the energy surges through my physical body.
Only to come crashing back, once again to this world.
The glimpse, the power, the passion all gone. Only stillness remains.
Rest and sleep, too exhausted to move, as the desire to see once again slowly builds within my blood.
by ~dee1113
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SkysongSkysongSkysong
The sky calls to my heart, It knows what I long. It echoes in my soul With its enchanting song.
The stars call out in song, They call to me by name. They have felt my longing, And I’ll never be the same.
I open my mind, I spread mental wings. And for a short while Skysong my heart sings.
But to the ground I must descend. And all alone I must pretend.
The sky calls my mind, It caresses my soul. It offers the promise Of making me whole.
But in the end I can nev
by ~Treshk
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- Personal Quote: Shed Your Illusions.... Be Here Now
- Tools of the Trade: A piece of paper and a crayon or my journal and a pen... whatever is there.
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I have met many Deviartists and will meet many more over the next year during my travels.
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Thank you for your inspiration.
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