#etheric - Hello Poetry

Moss, and evergreens. Pale azaleas and vines that grow tall with the warmth of spring. I hope morning glories sprout their soft wings with the rise of the sun, light filtering through branches of leaves that hang so delicately above. I hope for milk thistle, Venus fly traps and nettles. Sprouts pushing from the earth with a grace that’s invisible to the human eye. Even with the greatest patience.

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Aug 6, 2014

Aug 6, 2014 at 1:07 AM UTC

ciara-ginelle

I pray one day the anger will fade, and in its place will be plants

Moss, and evergreens. Pale azaleas and vines that grow tall with the warmth of spring. I hope morning glories sprout their soft wings with the rise of the sun, light filtering through branches of leaves that hang so delicately above. I hope for milk thistle, Venus fly traps and nettles. Sprouts pushing from the earth with a grace that’s invisible to the human eye. Even with the greatest patience.

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ˇ Bubble, Bubble, Head and Phone Drop it all: ~ You Thee Thine self Thor my self A sovereign ruler Freya Smashing Ontogenetics O, Odin ! Grace of Celestial Sobriety is To Dive The surface, energizing Below Immorttelle T Love Scented Neroli Rose blushes ~ Rose Bushes Flashes Appear All over Thou Faces I Expressions Get away with the old Kneipp Get along With it easily Snow sleet Crystal Degrees Uwwaaaaaaahoooo uuuu "Boing" Bubbling Boiling Magma *******

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Mar 5, 2015

Mar 5, 2015 at 3:43 PM UTC

ImpeccableSpacePoetess

Bubble, Head, Music, Foam

ˇ Bubble, Bubble, Head and Phone Drop it all: ~ You Thee Thine self Thor my self A sovereign ruler Freya Smashing Ontogenetics O, Odin ! Grace of Celestial Sobriety is To Dive The surface, energizing Below Immorttelle T Love Scented Neroli Rose blushes ~ Rose Bushes Flashes Appear All over Thou Faces I Expressions Get away with the old Kneipp Get along With it easily Snow sleet Crystal Degrees Uwwaaaaaaahoooo uuuu "Boing" Bubbling Boiling Magma *******

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I am but a mirror of wordsmith self, scribing with etheric words. I walk and pen moves gracefully. I run and my words move in open corral. I fly and phases glide inside my dreams. I breath and visions breath ready to dance upon page.

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Jun 10, 2019

Jun 10, 2019 at 2:15 AM UTC

star-bg

MIRROR

I am but a mirror of wordsmith self, scribing with etheric words. I walk and pen moves gracefully. I run and my words move in open corral. I fly and phases glide inside my dreams. I breath and visions breath ready to dance upon page.

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The slight flicker in my chest Empowers me with enchantment Tells me there is hope Grants me with drive To find my purpose To do more, than simply stay alive. This feeling, It tells me There is something divine Within my etheric being I will chase this flicker Until it’s light takes over me. I just know, It’s Waiting, For Me.

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Apr 20, 2020

Apr 20, 2020 at 2:50 AM UTC

KlaritySpeakz

Flicker of Hope.

The slight flicker in my chest Empowers me with enchantment Tells me there is hope Grants me with drive To find my purpose To do more, than simply stay alive. This feeling, It tells me There is something divine Within my etheric being I will chase this flicker Until it’s light takes over me. I just know, It’s Waiting, For Me.

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I call you love But not as an endearment. I call you love Because that is what you are. We are all love Walking around in a human form; And one day we will return to love.

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Dec 12, 2019

Dec 12, 2019 at 1:36 AM UTC

chelsea-rae

Back to Love

I call you love But not as an endearment. I call you love Because that is what you are. We are all love Walking around in a human form; And one day we will return to love.

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