Every cell in my
Body wants to sing out, but
Life whispers: “Not yet”
Poet & Storyteller ✨
Her heart was made of liquid sunsets 🌅 - Virginia Woolf
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I have spent my life Here but not present, except When the light hits me
By Joelle E N3 years ago in Poets
when i read back my poetry it screams “me, me, me” on my screen in bold letters and i can’t shut it up — most days, i cannot make any other words out; i want to throttle a thousand versions of the me gone by, i want to throw myself from a figurative balcony, i want to sink a sword into every pen i’ve held
By angela hepworth3 days ago in Poets
"The clock has struck three, the coffee is cold, and the shadows are beginning to speak. Welcome back to the desk of The Night Writer. Tonight, we’re looking at a paper trail that leads into a darkness no streetlamp can pierce."
By The Night Writer 🌙 2 days ago in Poets
Double phenomena in the heavens Some people say in jest that the planets have aligned in their favor when life works the way they desire. Were you aware that there are seasons when things do line up in the heavens? There will be a planetary alignment AKA a planet parade, on February 28, 2026.
By Cheryl E Preston3 days ago in FYI
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Extraordinary piece 😊💯❤️💥