Dangerous Mind
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Age 40
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Member Since 29th March 2018
PandoraUnleashed joined 617 days ago and last visited 4 days ago
Poems 209    Comments 4747    Forum Posts 31

Poet Introduction

“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.” 🌹~ Anais Nin

Favorite Poets/Writers

Bronte/Wilde/ Nin/ cummings/Byron/Poe/Woolf/Frost/Neruda/ Longfellow

About Me

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There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, 
There is a rapture on the lonely shore, 
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."
~ Lord Byron {1788 – 1824}

I simply write; poetic{ish}, prose{like} or ¿... I'm far from a poet, but my only hope is that imagery is being portrayed. I've grown fond of using metaphors vs throwing mere words alone out there. I know it's not everyone's cup of tea, but it's became a part of me. Slowly, I am finally shedding my vulnerabilities & purging feelings; which is awkward, terrifying and liberating.

I encourage everyone to go out & find new members, discover gems you never knew were here; so many deserving of more credit than given, if any!! I nearly left in the beginning, so go build somebody up & be the reason they stay... Not only that, support, support, support; there's never too much!!




"Yours is the light by which my spirit's born: - you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars." ☆               ~e. e. cummings

"But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling, like dew, upon a thought produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions think"               
                                               ~ Lord Byron

"Search for me in the pauses between my words. In the silent moments. That’s where I hide. Look for me beneath the lines of my favorite books. In the between places. That’s where you’ll find me. Read me in the eloquence of my eyes. In the secret stories. That’s where I’ll be"

"Nobody has measured; not even the poets, how much a heart can hold"
                                          ~ Zelda Fitzgerald

"in the street of the sky night walks scattering poems" ☆     ~ee cummings

"Passion gives me moments of wholeness.”                       ~ Anais Nin

 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

"since feeling is first who pays any attention to the syntax of things will never wholly kiss you; wholly to be a fool while Spring is in the world"
                                          ~ ee cummings

"Doubt thou the stars are fire, Doubt that the sun doth move. Doubt truth to be a liar, But never doubt I love."
                                       ~ Shakespeare

"I am a winged creature who is too rarely allowed to use its wings. Ecstasies do not occur often enough."  ~Anaïs Nin

"She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes;
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express,
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent! "
                                           ~ Lord Byron

"Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow —
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;

Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone? 
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand —
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep — while I weep!

O God! Can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?"
                                       ~ Edgar Allan Poe

My Reading List

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I Am Not Poetry by Miss_Sub (- Missy -)
baby by Rachel_Lauren
cooling embers by FromTheAsh
Art Takes Courage by goldenmyst
Carnal Devotion by Tenderloin
Glossbathed by Sky_dancer (The Cosmic Dragon)

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