Poems on Ernest Hemingway Published by Members Recently Online
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Kintsugi
The world breaks everyone and
afterward many are stronger
at the broken places'" ~ Hemingway
I love to break myself down
then discard each shard
for dark surrender remains
such a good color for me
For you see...
I am a true-blue winter
since birth fated to splinter
a thousand different ways
Rough around the edges
jagged at the core
yet always wanting more
than my time allows
Knowing in the end
I prefer to break than...
afterward many are stronger
at the broken places'" ~ Hemingway
I love to break myself down
then discard each shard
for dark surrender remains
such a good color for me
For you see...
I am a true-blue winter
since birth fated to splinter
a thousand different ways
Rough around the edges
jagged at the core
yet always wanting more
than my time allows
Knowing in the end
I prefer to break than...
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#ErnestHemingway
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Kintsugi
The world breaks everyone and
afterward many are stronger
at the broken places'" ~ Hemingway
I love to break myself down
then discard each shard
for dark surrender remains
such a good color for me
For you see...
I am a true-blue winter
since birth fated to splinter
a thousand different ways
Rough around the edges
jagged at the core
yet always wanting more
than my time allows
Knowing in the end
I prefer to break than...
afterward many are stronger
at the broken places'" ~ Hemingway
I love to break myself down
then discard each shard
for dark surrender remains
such a good color for me
For you see...
I am a true-blue winter
since birth fated to splinter
a thousand different ways
Rough around the edges
jagged at the core
yet always wanting more
than my time allows
Knowing in the end
I prefer to break than...
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#ErnestHemingway
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4 Comments
Kintsugi
The world breaks everyone and
afterward many are stronger
at the broken places'" ~ Hemingway
I love to break myself down
then discard each shard
for dark surrender remains
such a good color for me
For you see...
I am a true-blue winter
since birth fated to splinter
a thousand different ways
Rough around the edges
jagged at the core
yet always wanting more
than my time allows
Knowing in the end
I prefer to break than...
afterward many are stronger
at the broken places'" ~ Hemingway
I love to break myself down
then discard each shard
for dark surrender remains
such a good color for me
For you see...
I am a true-blue winter
since birth fated to splinter
a thousand different ways
Rough around the edges
jagged at the core
yet always wanting more
than my time allows
Knowing in the end
I prefer to break than...
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#ErnestHemingway
12 reads
4 Comments
Kintsugi
The world breaks everyone and
afterward many are stronger
at the broken places'" ~ Hemingway
I love to break myself down
then discard each shard
for dark surrender remains
such a good color for me
For you see...
I am a true-blue winter
since birth fated to splinter
a thousand different ways
Rough around the edges
jagged at the core
yet always wanting more
than my time allows
Knowing in the end
I prefer to break than...
afterward many are stronger
at the broken places'" ~ Hemingway
I love to break myself down
then discard each shard
for dark surrender remains
such a good color for me
For you see...
I am a true-blue winter
since birth fated to splinter
a thousand different ways
Rough around the edges
jagged at the core
yet always wanting more
than my time allows
Knowing in the end
I prefer to break than...
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#ErnestHemingway
12 reads
4 Comments
Kintsugi
The world breaks everyone and
afterward many are stronger
at the broken places'" ~ Hemingway
I love to break myself down
then discard each shard
for dark surrender remains
such a good color for me
For you see...
I am a true-blue winter
since birth fated to splinter
a thousand different ways
Rough around the edges
jagged at the core
yet always wanting more
than my time allows
Knowing in the end
I prefer to break than...
afterward many are stronger
at the broken places'" ~ Hemingway
I love to break myself down
then discard each shard
for dark surrender remains
such a good color for me
For you see...
I am a true-blue winter
since birth fated to splinter
a thousand different ways
Rough around the edges
jagged at the core
yet always wanting more
than my time allows
Knowing in the end
I prefer to break than...
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#ErnestHemingway
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literary discussions in a cafe by the thames...
Hemingway, he said,
but then he would -
and anyway, she said,
he weren't no good...
but then he would -
and anyway, she said,
he weren't no good...
#ErnestHemingway
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Just for you
If Shakespeare were here
you would be his tragedy
Mozart and Beethoven
you would be their symphony
Galileo would gaze into the stars
and give a planet your name
Christopher Columbus
would sail the ocean blue
and Neil Armstrong
would fly you to the moon
while Hemingway writes
a bestseller
all about you
The Great Houdini
would chain himself up
and face...
you would be his tragedy
Mozart and Beethoven
you would be their symphony
Galileo would gaze into the stars
and give a planet your name
Christopher Columbus
would sail the ocean blue
and Neil Armstrong
would fly you to the moon
while Hemingway writes
a bestseller
all about you
The Great Houdini
would chain himself up
and face...
#romantic
#WilliamShakespeare
#ErnestHemingway #love
#ErnestHemingway #love
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Just for you
If Shakespeare were here
you would be his tragedy
Mozart and Beethoven
you would be their symphony
Galileo would gaze into the stars
and give a planet your name
Christopher Columbus
would sail the ocean blue
and Neil Armstrong
would fly you to the moon
while Hemingway writes
a bestseller
all about you
The Great Houdini
would chain himself up
and face...
you would be his tragedy
Mozart and Beethoven
you would be their symphony
Galileo would gaze into the stars
and give a planet your name
Christopher Columbus
would sail the ocean blue
and Neil Armstrong
would fly you to the moon
while Hemingway writes
a bestseller
all about you
The Great Houdini
would chain himself up
and face...
#romantic
#WilliamShakespeare
#ErnestHemingway #love
#ErnestHemingway #love
1200 reads
30 Comments
Just for you
If Shakespeare were here
you would be his tragedy
Mozart and Beethoven
you would be their symphony
Galileo would gaze into the stars
and give a planet your name
Christopher Columbus
would sail the ocean blue
and Neil Armstrong
would fly you to the moon
while Hemingway writes
a bestseller
all about you
The Great Houdini
would chain himself up
and face...
you would be his tragedy
Mozart and Beethoven
you would be their symphony
Galileo would gaze into the stars
and give a planet your name
Christopher Columbus
would sail the ocean blue
and Neil Armstrong
would fly you to the moon
while Hemingway writes
a bestseller
all about you
The Great Houdini
would chain himself up
and face...
#romantic
#WilliamShakespeare
#ErnestHemingway #love
#ErnestHemingway #love
1200 reads
30 Comments
Just for you
If Shakespeare were here
you would be his tragedy
Mozart and Beethoven
you would be their symphony
Galileo would gaze into the stars
and give a planet your name
Christopher Columbus
would sail the ocean blue
and Neil Armstrong
would fly you to the moon
while Hemingway writes
a bestseller
all about you
The Great Houdini
would chain himself up
and face...
you would be his tragedy
Mozart and Beethoven
you would be their symphony
Galileo would gaze into the stars
and give a planet your name
Christopher Columbus
would sail the ocean blue
and Neil Armstrong
would fly you to the moon
while Hemingway writes
a bestseller
all about you
The Great Houdini
would chain himself up
and face...
#romantic
#WilliamShakespeare
#ErnestHemingway #love
#ErnestHemingway #love
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30 Comments
a normal name
who had a normal name
Now that October glides into November, we sleep later
till nine, and we do not use the living room heater, sit in the kitchen, watch TV after breakfast.
A light morning meal to break the fast, since we will eat lunch at one o'clock, or there about.
I have taken many nature photos of plants, flowers and
dead white trees no birds would sit on
I have seen birds nesting and their babies learning to fly
most were lucky, but some landed in a puddle and drowned, and the brave ones flying on untrained wings too far where the raven waited ...
Now that October glides into November, we sleep later
till nine, and we do not use the living room heater, sit in the kitchen, watch TV after breakfast.
A light morning meal to break the fast, since we will eat lunch at one o'clock, or there about.
I have taken many nature photos of plants, flowers and
dead white trees no birds would sit on
I have seen birds nesting and their babies learning to fly
most were lucky, but some landed in a puddle and drowned, and the brave ones flying on untrained wings too far where the raven waited ...
#ErnestHemingway
#FedericaGarciaLorca
#JimMorrison
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a normal name
who had a normal name
Now that October glides into November, we sleep later
till nine, and we do not use the living room heater, sit in the kitchen, watch TV after breakfast.
A light morning meal to break the fast, since we will eat lunch at one o'clock, or there about.
I have taken many nature photos of plants, flowers and
dead white trees no birds would sit on
I have seen birds nesting and their babies learning to fly
most were lucky, but some landed in a puddle and drowned, and the brave ones flying on untrained wings too far where the raven waited ...
Now that October glides into November, we sleep later
till nine, and we do not use the living room heater, sit in the kitchen, watch TV after breakfast.
A light morning meal to break the fast, since we will eat lunch at one o'clock, or there about.
I have taken many nature photos of plants, flowers and
dead white trees no birds would sit on
I have seen birds nesting and their babies learning to fly
most were lucky, but some landed in a puddle and drowned, and the brave ones flying on untrained wings too far where the raven waited ...
#ErnestHemingway
#FedericaGarciaLorca
#JimMorrison
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