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Yet again so many innocent lives victims of insanity. The world will move on but the echo of that laughter in the empty rooms will never let the parents sleep.
One more black spot on humanity
Very informative article
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The glorious sky
Blue blood super moon glory
World watching in trance
Gratitude to the nature🌍☁️🌘☀️
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50th Haiku is a reblog of Lize Bard, his haikus inspired me into this form of Art
our connectedness ~ written in the universe ~ inescapable — Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
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A lovely piece of poetry by Carolyn . Touched by her expression for fellow bloggers couldn’t resist reblogging
As a writer, I read, write, and participate on four different social media forums on a regular basis. As an empath, that can be quite harrowing without taking proper precautions. I have to be very discerning when deciding whose work I should read, as well as whose is best avoided. The following piece called “Room for Rent,” tells a tale of what it’s like for me to read the words of other’s; because I don’t just read them, in many cases, it’s as if I swim in them.
Blessings,
Carolyn Glackin
Room for Rent
by Carolyn Glackin
Did I ever tell you
That while reading your words
I take a deep breath of air
Before the first word is heard?
Or that I have to tread water
So that I don’t drown
Cause I’m always at risk
Of each word pulling me down?
And that every time
It’s either sink…
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Yesterday’s footprints
Trying to find them today
Tide left no traces
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In the World of Thoughts 