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The dueling poets are back!!! Brilliant response by classical poet egracewriter to my poem “Sculpture Garden” [read it here!].  

The experience of poetry is truly perfected in friendship. 

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Does eternity scare you, or empower you? 

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“Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?”

Mary Oliver (via naturaekos)

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Courage is a kind of salvation.

Plato (via goodreadss)

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I don’t have enough faith to believe in accidents. 

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We are all travelers,

wandering between dreams

and reality.

Micropoetry, Our Journey to Balance

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Take a minute to watch my interview with Yas Arrington on FAITH, PRISON, AND RISING ABOVE! 

<3 

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And suddenly we see that love costs all we are and will ever be. Yet it is only love which sets us free.

Maya Angelou (via goodreadss)

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Anthem

Oh, say can you see.

can you see her?

can you see that barefoot child

sitting on the curb

with a head of Shirley Temple curls

looking up at that flag unfurled?

 through the twilight's last gleaming,

it waves from above;

just enough to feed her hope

but not enough to feed her

stomach

growls are starting to sound

like bombs bursting in air

and momma says to come on in

before those red rockets glare - at least

that’s what she called them

rockets

sounded nicer than

gunshots

 in this neighborhood,

hope was all there was to

“proudly hail at”

so looking up was her way

of getting out

that flag, reminding her

the world she stood on

was not a speck of stardust

lost in eternity;

that “home of the brave,”

shouldn’t refer to her own

front porch;

child, you’re not supposed

to be a soldier

yet.

-littlemitchpoetry 

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I don’t need you to give me the sun and the moon. Just promise me this isn’t all there is.

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when he asked me why are you able to be strong i looked at him and said my heart is a muscle heavy words have made stronger

littlemitchpoetry, Tsu-Nami: On Desires & Disasters & Other Things that ‘Quake the World  (via wnq-writers)

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sometimes you need to write for you. nobody else. no other eyes. just yours, just your words, just healing.

littlemitchpoetry, Tsu-Nami: On Desires & Disasters & Other Things that ‘Quake the World || (via wnq-writers)

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there are people you haven’t met yet who will love you.

littlemitchpoetry, Tsu-Nami: On Desires & Disasters & Other Things that ‘Quake the World  (via wnq-writers)

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he drove me to insanity the only place I knew I belonged. [we were both children of madness]

littlemitchpoetry, Tsu-Nami: On Desires & Disasters & Other Things that ‘Quake the World || (via wnq-writers)

thanks for the feature guys <3