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Carl Sagan on Writing“A book is made from a tree. It is an assemblage of flat, flexible parts (still called "leaves") imp

@nat-lipstadt2m

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An angelHer smile aspires in silence, / surrounded by the light, / held by a sacred embrace. / Whispers like

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Internal StructureWhat takes a lifetime to build / can be lost so very fast / If foundation at its core / Isn't strong

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Optical Illusion*Gazing into your eyes--* / *I felt the sacredness of timeless truth* / *I saw nebulae birthing unto

@kim-johanna-baker2m

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Safe in the Silver GripIn your majestic space, Ken, and the world slows down.You call me kitten, call me baby girl,and I fi

@GothAngelPoetry3m

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Quiet Light SoaringHigh above the nightmare below, / perched on the edge of thought, / I drift through the open sky, /

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"A love poem is a kiss, whispered sweetly""Poetry is confession, obsession, reflection. / Empathic minds, valentines, hope divined. / It's a k

@onlylovepoetry4m

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I know.I know your gods, every single one I know, / All of them rest on your crutches, I know. / They have

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Kitten TradeOwning a cat relies on give and take. / I give the beans a tiny squeeze and / she takes a chunk of m

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#2Are my hands always cold from the absence of another's hands, / Do they feel like I because that's h

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Learning about capitalism haikuWasps buzzing in figs, / a sharp sting for the sweetness / that gods claim to own.

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we of waterwe betray / our bodies / fluid in nature / despite our bones / when we damn / the pure / waters with

@ladyofirepoetry1m

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Of Brothers and Sisters, and Cats OR DogsM'hm. / (sonnet #MMMMMMMMM...) / You'd hafta figure he prefers dogs, whence / My cats do not find fa

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we are all transitory***”we are all transitory”*** / a favored flatulent falsehood / of the prognosticators and the / for

@nat-lipstadt2m

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Heart's Atrophy EndingYou leave me desperate for more / Like low Tide's shore. / Finding ever more reason / For hunting lo

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My WorldI loved you before I knew your name. / When you’d awkwardly stare / When I could only theorize / wha

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Night to Your ShadowYour words, / a net of moonlight woven close around my heart / each phrase an olive branch, / steepe

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EphemeralI have become good / At wanting things quietly / For you / I become fluent in diluted honesty, / sof

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The Ghost of HerShe is still here, / which is the strangest part. / Not in the ways I wanted – / not at the door, no

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Love Is Not for CowardsLove is not for Cowards, Oh dear mind! / For Love burns hotter than a Furnace of Gold, Wherein the H

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Good as GoldDon't take this life for granted / Enjoy the moments that you make / Be careful opportunities handed

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