credit Women are less interested in the truth than men. They just want to talk about their feelings. Remember this when you invite women into a space previously occupied by men. There are places and spaces

pixabay Every morning There's a new Reason To sing The high notes Just like the birds An horizon Of light The purest there is To soar above Clouds To open ourselves up And feel majestic In all magic

pixabay Nemesis I am Having been sent From him Simply a little girl Playing Being an adult In a world of ogres And nasties who Sit in shadow Biding time.. They let me walk Amongst them Just For that moment

Gratitude Without it We'd be pushed Back and forth Like the tide Just like attitude A great one Will take you Places you need To be This day is your day It will only test you If you allow that to be Wake

El Paris Time How precious Is time Given so freely It touches heart And transforms soul Like breath and love's Power It will never get old Time is having Having you To oneself Being happy Dreaming day

Dream My heart longs to dream Of other dimensions Places not seen Hearts not felt Souls not touched Tracing the wind With just a kiss Like breathing Then falling back in Deeper Further Somewhere lost Like

Good morning Glory of light Upon us all Every ray precious Like these roses Intricate design Now open to receive Every blessing of Incredible life Waking up Such a pleasure Knowing that today Will be

source One day at a time, 24 hours to be your best self & nothing else, dare to just live free; the past is just a mirror that you won't see any clearer over the shoulder of today, let it be as it

source Walked in On a mysterious Circumstance The local magician In top hat and tails Without any pants "I was just showing your wife A little trick with her hands" The husband just laughed,

source Two miles past My darkest #mood I have driven Ahead dawn lifts Her golden wings I see the light It dances on glass The broken remains How beautiful #josoftPoetry #poem #Proseword

Quickening Spontaneity Thoughtful Unusual Gifting First Tattoo Tingling Bravery Blushing Temptation Artistic Warmth Competent &Friendly Drew Lines~Tiny Script Painted Colorful Kiss 💋 Intimacy Punctuated

Art:Marcela Bolivar Murky waters tether his feelings words... soft voice luxuriating dark, furtive destiny dragging her down, open sesame stone underfoot infuriating, curbs self made, last stage seeing...

Am I ash immaculate burnt water particulate trash or fash on binge clocks we chime with mallets turns, yet to be talent earns reverse burning- singed curriculum that thinking shouldn't habitate.

image Glide gently,softly through this night my gondolier do not wake those sleepy stars as we go glide leisurely, tranquilly in the moonlight my gondolier. Glide lightly, soundlessly upon these beautiful

pens down WHAT IS POETRY? Poetry is neither saying whatever crosses your mind Nor juxtaposing some fancy words in a line Poetry is distilling your soul into meaningful rhyme

Let me speak loving words Into your mouth, Felt, not heard, As bodies caress, In slow heated dance Reclined beneath, Upon, Each impossibly close, Yet longing to be Closer still, As we taste With our mouths,

Rain of Love I hold an air Of mystery Like a wisp of smoke Each poem burning me slowly Just how I learn to love the rain Contemplating d beauty of each cloud Soaking me with every drop of yr sky Silences

Love's Magic In each song Is a piece of you The very part of you That lives like a star The brightest sky A bird soaring Because it can Nothing stopping it Love's magic Is in the air Belief we carry Close

To find the fixable,I was working on this self assessment for past few day,asking different people,different books,these are a few points that were repeated throughout time, pardon mistakes,feel free to

Pic:Tiia Monto Birch ~ Early does she don her cloak for Spring is coming She grows free this magic one she knows that days will blessed be A whisper of beginnings of cleansing of regeneration The Goddess