Tears roll down
Sorry, sad soul
Tracksuit's wet
A dress will do
The style's good
Others will adjust
Life be uncivilized
Some days,
No heads-up-
Still we walk onward like fire
Won't fold us.
Pain
Runs late,
Lurking,
Long- winded existing
But we keep living like loss
Can't lock our light.
Hope
Hits hard,
Lifting
Low Spirits-
Letting lost legends lean
Back into their vigor.
Example below
PERSONAL STYLE
underlines
conspicuous
contrasts
whilst
retaining
meaning
must
assert
itself
to
immediately
alter
ego
&
fascinate
as
colour
unfolds
in potential
paradigms
profoundly
alive
whispering
possible
interpretations
What a lovely lamp,
not contemporary style,
from the good old days,
early Dachau I am told
it's very old, menschlich skin.
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Le champion sera bientôt là.
Le champion arrive.
Le champion est là !!!
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33 1/3 (chance) 331/3
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Advantage Champion!!
---(Lutte) ------(& catch scheme)------------------
33 1/3 verse 33 1/3
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advantage challenger
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it goes
one!....
two!.....
three !......
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To reach ......... for an answer
To touch ......... and know your real
To feel ........... the inner passion
To want .......... to make it happen
To care ........... how you find me
To see ............ a dream awoken
Jeweled crown
snatched from dark hair,
white horse ran for the woods.
Shrewd princess now stripped, is naked.
Chin up,
you have nothing, but CAN rebuild.
When fairy tales crumble
you swim that mote
free style.
A QUESTION OF STYLE
a sovereign
literary
occurrence
magnificently
survival
of
inner
values
now
rediscovered
heyday
prospering
creations
inwardly-looking
characteristics
ecstatic
fragrant
synaesthesia
of
simultaneous
senses
initiated
possibilities
Her countenance,
Is like a poem, or a Pinot:
This form brings a bouquet,
Dressed with notes –
What is love?
What makes everything alright?
Is it something from above?
What gets YOU through the night?
What is Young Lust?
A song written by Pink Floyd?
Who do we trust?
I believe we both can get annoyed...
We have had time to heal,
Yet, I still want to steal your heart...
What is Time and do NOT tell me another Pink Floyd song...
Could pleasure be measured?
Can either one of our lives be treasured?
Or did we both completely lose our minds...
amish made corn shocks
stand in rows like toy soldiers
beneath setting sun
bright
colorful, dramatic
dazzling, beaming, gleaming
artwork, sunlight, uniform, lecture
boring, jading, tiring
stale, stodgy
dull
These times when there is so much hatred in the world
I am grateful for the words of Maya Angelou
which always help me cope:
Love recognizes no barriers.
It jumps hurdles, leaps fences,
penetrates walls to arrive at its destination
full of destination…
full of hope.
spiral
swirled, kinked
looping, curving, rotating
staircase, coils, arrow, ruler
pointing, aiming, training
precise, unbent
straight
I am grateful for understanding Antoine de Saint-Exupéry’s advice
Which I offer to you with my affection:
“Love does not consist of gazing at each other
but in looking outward together in the same direction.
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