Taming me is a natural contradiction Daily prompt Tame This one feels poorly written so I apologize. Sleepy Slurs is an intoxicant and I'm flushed in the inebriety. Goodnight/good morning all.
Hey! So I wanted to elaborate on the title a little before you continue reading. I know it says 'LFLS' meaning father and son are alike I'm playing with that idea here as a sarcastic commentary on the poem itself. Along with that the title is playing with semantics. If child is Like Father then… Continue reading Like Father, Like Son
Nights are gowned in the most bizarre affliction As I lie struggling from asphyxiation Cause and concern are yet unknown But punctual the beast, itself, has shown The creaking is never a second too late Hollow footsteps prove it self connate Distance a speed bump of no great concern Fires dance against my feet ready… Continue reading Night’s Rest
What an incredible initiative to connect more and more people together.
Let’s Connect! Meet and Greet
Hello Everyone! Welcome to my first WordPress Meet-UP. I’m hoping to create a casual common ground where we can meet and share connections, and maybe more. I will keep doing this from time to time, and these will offer an awesome opportunity for
“bloggers who are quite active on WordPress” to connect.
If you’re interested in “meeting up” with new bloggers or just meeting new people here’s your chance to connect with them.
For all bloggers; I encourage you to use this as a place to “Promote Your Blog”. Whether you have a fashion, food, photography, nature, poetry blog, or a video, eBook blog. Or you might just want to post the cover of your book and link.
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Leave your… 1)Name 2)Blog address in the comment area and anything else! I will say “HELLO!”
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I'm hot and/or cold It's an inexpressible state But I feel it intensely You're caught between the pressure Bracing for impact And I apologize relentlessly But don't you think it's unfair To raise your finger and point here Accusation is a two-way street So I'll be the first to admit defeat I'm a realist, so… Continue reading Revelations
It's this little thing Got me to really think What water says to sinks As they go down for a drink My eyes twitch to blink With lips painted in ink How is it to tremble in synch? Or play for a strumming rink Heh, life must really stink Gotta get them two to unlink… Continue reading Pink