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THIN-SKINNED
By Reid Baer
Have you ever found yourself shining brightly
For a special someone that...
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When I speak about the sea
I feel me blue
and I soothe the anger
that my soul feels
upon seeing the pain that surrounds me.
Children who have lost their mother
in a stupid war
that money contends,...
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The Rhythm of Picking Sides
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)
Circles of energy, electric anger in love…
The falling sky, ominous and foreboding presses gravity upon
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This is an excerpt from my 'Triptych: Mother-Lover-God' piece. All existential crises worth their salt happen in gardens. I'm not sure why, but they do.
Of course the scene is from Mel Gibson's...
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A poem of undying love that perhaps most lovers would like to have, but only few really have, by Don Marquis. This is one among the selection of "Poems That Live Forever" by...
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The bloodless grail surely passed here. Soul-distress and ambient angst combine with reptilian majesty through the translucent prism of the Portuguese Man-'o-War.
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Photos by me
We Are Made One with What We Touch and See
We are resolved into the supreme air,
We are made one with what we touch and see,
With our heart's blood...
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