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BaldyBrown
Poem Published
24th Oct 2024 6:25am
24th Oct 2024 6:25am
Seeds
The bee and the flower, how could either know
that because of their little dance the world lives?
Writing words is like waxing one’s carrot, to borrow from a colorful George Carlin metaphor. One sees something and it sets off a spark in the loins. What are words on a page but the end result of the same spark? and what is a sperm cell that is produced without first being a very pleasant hit of dopamine .
This is our process, displayed through a billion variations on the same life-giving theme and force.
But for every word written in this single suspended...
that because of their little dance the world lives?
Writing words is like waxing one’s carrot, to borrow from a colorful George Carlin metaphor. One sees something and it sets off a spark in the loins. What are words on a page but the end result of the same spark? and what is a sperm cell that is produced without first being a very pleasant hit of dopamine .
This is our process, displayed through a billion variations on the same life-giving theme and force.
But for every word written in this single suspended...
#philosophical
#prose
#StreamOfConsciousness #symbolism
#StreamOfConsciousness #symbolism
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BaldyBrown
Poem Published
24th Oct 2024 6:25am
24th Oct 2024 6:25am
Seeds
The bee and the flower, how could either know
that because of their little dance the world lives?
Writing words is like waxing one’s carrot, to borrow from a colorful George Carlin metaphor. One sees something and it sets off a spark in the loins. What are words on a page but the end result of the same spark? and what is a sperm cell that is produced without first being a very pleasant hit of dopamine .
This is our process, displayed through a billion variations on the same life-giving theme and force.
But for every word written in this single suspended...
that because of their little dance the world lives?
Writing words is like waxing one’s carrot, to borrow from a colorful George Carlin metaphor. One sees something and it sets off a spark in the loins. What are words on a page but the end result of the same spark? and what is a sperm cell that is produced without first being a very pleasant hit of dopamine .
This is our process, displayed through a billion variations on the same life-giving theme and force.
But for every word written in this single suspended...
#philosophical
#prose
#StreamOfConsciousness #symbolism
#StreamOfConsciousness #symbolism
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BaldyBrown
Poem Published
24th Oct 2024 6:25am
24th Oct 2024 6:25am
Seeds
The bee and the flower, how could either know
that because of their little dance the world lives?
Writing words is like waxing one’s carrot, to borrow from a colorful George Carlin metaphor. One sees something and it sets off a spark in the loins. What are words on a page but the end result of the same spark? and what is a sperm cell that is produced without first being a very pleasant hit of dopamine .
This is our process, displayed through a billion variations on the same life-giving theme and force.
But for every word written in this single suspended...
that because of their little dance the world lives?
Writing words is like waxing one’s carrot, to borrow from a colorful George Carlin metaphor. One sees something and it sets off a spark in the loins. What are words on a page but the end result of the same spark? and what is a sperm cell that is produced without first being a very pleasant hit of dopamine .
This is our process, displayed through a billion variations on the same life-giving theme and force.
But for every word written in this single suspended...
#philosophical
#prose
#StreamOfConsciousness #symbolism
#StreamOfConsciousness #symbolism
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Her
Poem Published
8th Aug 2024 10:17am
8th Aug 2024 10:17am
Because Dreams Have a Life of Their Own
Xavier leaves tomorrow. It’s a vacation he’s wanted for years. He’ll be traveling alone, overseas for close to four months. He’s a world traveler, constantly having the need to find home, when home has betrayed him so often. We’re kindred spirits that way, in many ways, yet the things we share in common don’t seem to be enough. I sent him a long text a couple weeks ago. Another text baring my soul. I’m sure he’s tired of them. I don’t expect him to respond. As a matter of fact, I told him I only desire a response if that is what he desires. I owe him at least that. I’ve released any...
#love
#lover
#memories
#MovingOn
#prose
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Her
Poem Published
8th Aug 2024 10:17am
8th Aug 2024 10:17am
Because Dreams Have a Life of Their Own
Xavier leaves tomorrow. It’s a vacation he’s wanted for years. He’ll be traveling alone, overseas for close to four months. He’s a world traveler, constantly having the need to find home, when home has betrayed him so often. We’re kindred spirits that way, in many ways, yet the things we share in common don’t seem to be enough. I sent him a long text a couple weeks ago. Another text baring my soul. I’m sure he’s tired of them. I don’t expect him to respond. As a matter of fact, I told him I only desire a response if that is what he desires. I owe him at least that. I’ve released any...
#love
#lover
#memories
#MovingOn
#prose
108 reads
6 Comments
Her
Poem Published
8th Aug 2024 10:17am
8th Aug 2024 10:17am
Because Dreams Have a Life of Their Own
Xavier leaves tomorrow. It’s a vacation he’s wanted for years. He’ll be traveling alone, overseas for close to four months. He’s a world traveler, constantly having the need to find home, when home has betrayed him so often. We’re kindred spirits that way, in many ways, yet the things we share in common don’t seem to be enough. I sent him a long text a couple weeks ago. Another text baring my soul. I’m sure he’s tired of them. I don’t expect him to respond. As a matter of fact, I told him I only desire a response if that is what he desires. I owe him at least that. I’ve released any...
#love
#lover
#memories
#MovingOn
#prose
108 reads
6 Comments
Her
Poem Published
8th Aug 2024 10:17am
8th Aug 2024 10:17am
Because Dreams Have a Life of Their Own
Xavier leaves tomorrow. It’s a vacation he’s wanted for years. He’ll be traveling alone, overseas for close to four months. He’s a world traveler, constantly having the need to find home, when home has betrayed him so often. We’re kindred spirits that way, in many ways, yet the things we share in common don’t seem to be enough. I sent him a long text a couple weeks ago. Another text baring my soul. I’m sure he’s tired of them. I don’t expect him to respond. As a matter of fact, I told him I only desire a response if that is what he desires. I owe him at least that. I’ve released any...
#love
#lover
#memories
#MovingOn
#prose
108 reads
6 Comments
Her
Poem Published
8th Aug 2024 10:17am
8th Aug 2024 10:17am
Because Dreams Have a Life of Their Own
Xavier leaves tomorrow. It’s a vacation he’s wanted for years. He’ll be traveling alone, overseas for close to four months. He’s a world traveler, constantly having the need to find home, when home has betrayed him so often. We’re kindred spirits that way, in many ways, yet the things we share in common don’t seem to be enough. I sent him a long text a couple weeks ago. Another text baring my soul. I’m sure he’s tired of them. I don’t expect him to respond. As a matter of fact, I told him I only desire a response if that is what he desires. I owe him at least that. I’ve released any...
#love
#lover
#memories
#MovingOn
#prose
108 reads
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faithmairee
Poem Published
3rd Oct 2017 10:49pm
3rd Oct 2017 10:49pm
Diary Of A Romance Addict #15
The incident was soon forgotten and we fell back into our normal routine. I couldn't be sure at the time if there really was a reason to be suspicious of Stormy or if I had just over reacted. I decided to let it go, mostly because I just couldn't believe Stormy would do anything to jeopardize our relationship.
One day I baked his favorite cookies and stopped by his job to surprise him with them. I was the one in for a surprise. I found Stormy deep in conversation with a female in construction clothes. They were standing rather close together and something just didn't seem right...
One day I baked his favorite cookies and stopped by his job to surprise him with them. I was the one in for a surprise. I found Stormy deep in conversation with a female in construction clothes. They were standing rather close together and something just didn't seem right...
#love
#fiction
#prose
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faithmairee
Poem Published
3rd Oct 2017 10:49pm
3rd Oct 2017 10:49pm
Diary Of A Romance Addict #15
The incident was soon forgotten and we fell back into our normal routine. I couldn't be sure at the time if there really was a reason to be suspicious of Stormy or if I had just over reacted. I decided to let it go, mostly because I just couldn't believe Stormy would do anything to jeopardize our relationship.
One day I baked his favorite cookies and stopped by his job to surprise him with them. I was the one in for a surprise. I found Stormy deep in conversation with a female in construction clothes. They were standing rather close together and something just didn't seem right...
One day I baked his favorite cookies and stopped by his job to surprise him with them. I was the one in for a surprise. I found Stormy deep in conversation with a female in construction clothes. They were standing rather close together and something just didn't seem right...
#love
#fiction
#prose
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faithmairee
Poem Published
3rd Oct 2017 10:49pm
3rd Oct 2017 10:49pm
Diary Of A Romance Addict #15
The incident was soon forgotten and we fell back into our normal routine. I couldn't be sure at the time if there really was a reason to be suspicious of Stormy or if I had just over reacted. I decided to let it go, mostly because I just couldn't believe Stormy would do anything to jeopardize our relationship.
One day I baked his favorite cookies and stopped by his job to surprise him with them. I was the one in for a surprise. I found Stormy deep in conversation with a female in construction clothes. They were standing rather close together and something just didn't seem right...
One day I baked his favorite cookies and stopped by his job to surprise him with them. I was the one in for a surprise. I found Stormy deep in conversation with a female in construction clothes. They were standing rather close together and something just didn't seem right...
#love
#fiction
#prose
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shadow_starzzz
Poem Published
16th May 2019 2:59am
16th May 2019 2:59am
He likes to poetically whore himself out, and gets upset because I'm a dirty whore for his poetic theatrics...
The boldness of him unravels me as I can see the strength in his vulnerability, and he has a front row seat to all my dirty little secrets, and my internal dilemmas as I navigate my way through the break down of life, whilst finding solace in the layers of his primal instincts, disclosed and undisclosed as I slide up and down upon his need to actualise his raw desires, and all those feelings that lay dormant are now reawakened at the thought of him, plunging into my tight wet exhilarating aura as we merge upon one another.
The simplicity of us is the touchstone to sailing upon a...
The simplicity of us is the touchstone to sailing upon a...
#prose
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