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dripping
    wet
      from
        head
            to
              toe
                     glistening
                            like
                         the
                sparkle
                in
        your
crystal
        blue
            eyes
                 love
                   everlasting
                           like
                              the
                     flowers
                  we
      continue
    to
      grow
       shimmering
                in
                    the
                        sunlight
                                    like
                                          diamonds
                                                          catching
                                                       the
                                             waves
                                          in
                                     my
                             drink
Tried something different. Pretty cool I think. Let me know what y’all think!
Hello everyone,

  I'm so very sorry … I feel horrible doing this, but I have no choice. You see, I have published my first book on Amazon/Kindle! This piece (and many others) had to be taken down because they do not allow published material to be available online for free. (Go figure) I wanted to leave the shell of the posts because I felt compelled to leave all your helpful and loving comments. (Silly sentimental, I know), but I also didn't want to just have the pieces disappear without an explanation. I feel bad enough as it is!

  I owe ALL of you so, SO much for all of your reads, love, and support. It was YOU that gave me the gumption to FINALLY get off my **** and publish! Thank you all for the warm comments, camaraderie, and encouragement! I will still be here, reading, uploading and just being the Rascal that I am. How could I EVER leave you guys?

  The book is called “The Way I See It – FictionPhilosophySoul Food” and it will be FREE for the first few days on Kindle Select, so watch for it, if you are interested. I hope that you go and grab it. If you do, I would also hope that you find it worthy, you would leave me a good review. That will help me get in the public eye! Soon afterward (2-3 days or so), it will be available in paperback.

Find the book(s) here: www.amazon.com/author/jeff.gaines

Or find the book(s), and all about me, here: www.JeffGaines.world

  Soon after, I also hope to have my first novel (a supernatural thriller), called “Wanderer” available as well!

  Wish me luck!
Big, Biggest Love,
        Jeff Gaines
Witnessing this moment in time, gave me a "chin up" epiphany at a really sad time in my life. It showed me that even something really simple like that could, and would, eventually bring me back to "Happy".
I began to think myself
Special in an expanse of odd,
Where nothing can stay
Only whispers in a mist....

Speak your desire,
Touch my soul to begin
Its proper growth and expose me,
I only speak of that which
Ignorant cannot fathom,

And the soul is a yo yo,
Life on a string of theories,
Swaying to the whistle
And play of God's plan.
 Apr 2018 Lazhar Bouazzi
RJW
rain is sifting through the leaves              
nests of bramble, blackberry  
ferns green and resting in
noon's shadowed face
shining drops, halcyon
washing April blue until
the moon blinks
Halation stretched
As the sun melted into bone
The sound of waves
Murmuring in the distance
Where like whispers
Falling on ears eager
For reassurance
Soothing, forgiving
Mending the very fabric of existence
Once shredded
Beyond repair

Mother nature had just
Birthed Spring
Along with the rudiments
Of designing a new
Dawn
We dance in the ashes like
Literary scavengers.
In the ruins and after rages
We draw the shreds of words and pages
Around our naked bodies like Blankets,
A quilt of the quintessential struggle
Which all people suffer
I'm not sure if I posted this before,  but it's have been a while. I wrote this not too long after reading "the Book Theif" which was wonderful
 Apr 2018 Lazhar Bouazzi
L B
She sips wine and drinks the night
as every darkness
held
Is time

adrift
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