--Banksy
Life has been teaching me how to do this lately.
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Do you ever feel like all of the positive energy in the universe has suddenly directed itself at you in a most inexplicable way? After ex...
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Gathering Sea Glass When I was seven and spent afternoons At the Olson's house, I always admired the giant vase That sat on their living...
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My last loss After Rainer Maria Rilke http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/you-who-never-arrived/ Love, you taught me how to leave, pal...
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--> The inspiration for this poem can be found here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FJWU3YH4Vaw Destiny I dreamt you wer...
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This stunning poem, about the mystery of life and spontaneous generation, was written by the Irish poet Sinead Morrissey when she was pregna...
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Her fingers danced across his shoulder, traced a line up the back of his neck, and brushed through locks of umber brown. Wry lip corners cur...
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"When the time comes to leave, just walk away quietly and don't make any fuss." -Banksy -- Sentimental individual that I am, I... -
Galway, Ireland On a promontory between two rivers flowing out to sea, I walk alone. One river thrashes virulent. The other flows...
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Good morning, lovely. I see you've assumed a new Hostility, Clenched Your fists against the bent world And thrust yourself From the dept...
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This night will stay Clothed in your miasma I'll go down deep In dim red lights, Finger the edges Of a ticking time-bomb, And carry my l...
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