Nin Poems - Poems about Nin

...Idle words dance; leaves in the wind. I walk the streets, somewhat chagrined, as they whirl about unconfined. Their magic takes root in my mind. Within myself, I come to see the treasures amon......

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... May we all be blessed to grow old in love… doing so can certain fears assuage…. Although Age does not protect us from love As Anais Nin says: Love, to some extent, protects us from age. ......

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...An HP Production [Quiet on the set--roll'em] KEY: Cast: P)Pip, B)Bob, R)Reinier, A/M)Anna/Madam P)Evil, not rats, live on, start squeaking......

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.... I meant blues yes I did Nope never experienced the clinical dysfunction ......

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... "The softness of the summer day like an ermine paw."- Anais Nin Soft is a tissue or a cotton ball. Soft was my old teddy bear I recall. Soft are some foods like oatmeal and rice. ......

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...satin sheets slide off the desk notes fall softly like petals as the Maestro humms along the symphony directing each movement Summer shimmers Luna glistens through shiny panes the pup......

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... “In the journal, I am at ease.” — Anaïs Nin Crisp, like the autumn whose blazing dreams Softly whisper into the moments, Embracing the night and kissing the dew on dawn, Resembl......

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.... amin amine (i'm losing it people...lol; it's pronounced amin) lin line(can one imagine, english lit teacherz, instructing their students to draw a 'lin', down the center uv their note pads) ......

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... “In the time when the heart beat slows” In the time when the heart beat slows I close my eyes and meet you there that place of aether the either or, the conversation......

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... "Heart" Deep fissures formed in the cracks of the nowhere place where time leeched bleeding claret through the green veined blues protean bit by bit the flesh ......

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...i am thinking of you, until when. when. not seeing you. i stretch out my hands (like a blind man) stepping on sounds - pieces of glass underfoot keeping you pierced in my heels. until w......

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...Amanda Gor-man Influ-en-tial wo-man Black-nifi-cent Great with her pen Mic in her hand Recite her Po-em "The Hill We Climb” en Joe Biden inaug-uration Our Sis-tren Choclate Mel-a-nin high......

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...You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. Then you read a book.. .or you take a trip... and you discovere that you are not living, that you are h......

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... "Birthing the Vortex" the complexities of a myth borne from the birth of amorphous seat in dark matter brain storming dimensions never se......

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...To all of my friends on Poetry Soup, you really are a dynamic poet troupe. Though I’m not here every single day, rest assured I’ll not stay away. You’ve made me laugh and sometimes c......

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