I have a love hate relationship with DUP. You see me, and then you don't has been my habit for a few months now. I truly hope to change that... finding the old love; free of hate, for my DUP family, or a real family once again. I continuously write whether I come here to post or not, so the muse is very much alive. Now I need to devote some of my life here, but I also seek the fresh breaths held within the creations of others too.
In case you don't know me yet, I hope to know you as well. I'll be the first to tell you, I'm not a poet. Some things may hold an ounce of poetic value, but I just write and the way I wish while still giving poetry my best shot. Regardless, I won't confine myself to such limits and my pieces will reflect my personal style; love it or hate it. I'm me...my words and works are mine, straight down to my fucked up punctuation.;) I can only hope one does enjoy what I offer, it hasn't failed me so far and my growth continues.🌼
Never sell YOUR words short and write what YOU feel, unless it's perfection that another soul has set for others to follow. I'm no ee cummings, nor will my words be famous or literally be sold, but that badass made his name by being a rebel. Never forget that, peeps!
............ ♥️ Pandy
A few of my favorites.......
" There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep Sea, and music in its roar:
I love not Man the less, but Nature more,
From these our interviews, in which I steal
From all I may be, or have been before,
To mingle with the Universe, and feel
What I can ne’er express, yet cannot all conceal."
Yes: I am a dreamer. For a dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.
~ Oscar Wilde
“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.”
"But words are things, and a small drop of ink,
Falling, like dew, upon a thought produces
That which makes thousands, perhaps millions think."
"For whatever we lose (like a you or a me),
It's always our self we find in the sea."
"Nobody has measured; not even the poets, how much a human heart can hold"