December 2011
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We are Spring and Rain
ellemac23:
Stripes falling in your face
obscuring me from sight.
An upward push and a backwards sign.
The rain falls upon a surface
neither solid nor liquid.
A monsoon around us
escalating into a touch of spring.
Spring of reds and pinks
lighting protruding feathers
tickling your skin.
An eruption of sweet laughs
and light breezes;
lines bursting into the sky above.
Spring is the...
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“Why wouldn’t she allow him to forget? He squeezed her limp hand almost...”
– Brand New World- Aldous Huxley
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“You will remember that leaping stream
where sweet aromas rose and trembled,...”
– Pablo Neruda (via bodasdesangre)
“With cities, it is as with dreams: everything imaginable can be dreamed, but...”
– from ‘invisible cities’ by italo calvino [1972] (via literarysasquatch
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Green
to wait in green
of flowered gardens
glimmering in the eyes of clouds
the comfort extends to walkerby
drawing the head and feet
leading them forward
into a celestial abundance.
the green waits
for that one specific seed
that one whom all flourishes within
it yearns for waves
it talks of the undeniable beauty
of extended excellence
branching out the bubbles of water
floating...
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The Valley
Learn and explore
discover and disperse.
To take on a valley
that’s of unconquerable depth
and an outward pulse,
graphing my exhistence
measuring my guidelines.
By Lauren McManus
“Sex without love is as hollow and ridiculous as love without sex.”
– Hunter S. Thompson (via kikialee)
