Scribbling Essence

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I am a writer

I write

so as to explain what can not be explained
expressing great things through small words
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I write

for those who can not read me

and never will

guess that is the many other mes...
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as I write I paint my voice
and make projects of what should have been

and how unlucky it never was

never will
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I write about  the misery of this and other worlds

I write

for it’s the only way for me to state

I am a writer
.

I write

in an attempt to discern and

unravel
the capital letters
 of  l·i·f·e .

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Fairy Scribe by morgansartworld

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Insolence

Had he lost his voice?

Not completely

For still I could hear

What he needed to say

Was clear.

His look disperse

Mine so direct.

I was assertive

Shy his mess.

I thought we had thought

A bliss had been born

Instead, a deep pain.

What failed?

Showing him my weakness

Or my strength?

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Autumn by Catrin Welz-Stein

Holding Stars

High up in this lookout

I keep my privacy and pledge

Nightfall’s my guest

And  as if basking

 in that reflected glory

You pretend

 While I defy

And get loose and lost

In that  imperfect accordance

 of you

 with one another

Observing me

Like flakes at times

Flames at others

About to fall down on my serenity

So as to  freeze my intelligence

Or  maybe
burn my nescience.
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Image credit:  A Transitory Valentine by Cameron Gray

 

So and So

Do not misunderstand me

So much

So often

So now and then and again

I am not turning back

For I passed on to page twenty five

Where I am writing about

All I cannot hold back

And all I will not- everything

But sad.

Mistakes I’ll make

Yet  

Oh now …

So much more conscious.

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I might not have changed that much. But one thing is sure, you are aware of when you've become a mature person the day you learn to distinguish between what is important from what is not. Today at d'verse the topic is about changes in life. Go have a visit and take part. Thank you!

Dry

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I have no further intentions

Though you might think I do

Cause that’s what I reflected

What inside was true

As it’s true

I forgot to water you

Cause I also forgot

It had not rained for a long while

And your dryness

Was like that tear about to fall

That puppy asking me

To lift him

And be his mum

Until he learned or glimpsed

Life is hard

And devastating.

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Flower Offering by Katarina Silva

Blue Urge

 

 

 

Water to moonbeam

So dark

Blind

Before your

Blue eyes

This

Transparency.

 

I jump into a giddy

Eternity.

 

Blue man,

Smiling you,

Where are you urging me to?