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Depression
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for all we feel exists
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Hmm; I've been mulling over existentialist concepts and expansion/extraction from the {self}.
I detect curious, sexual mischief, lascivious, exploration of self. It seems naughty but so...
Between Peril & Persistence
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Few men have faced death and come out on the other side unscathed.
One’s recollection of fate’s carelessness tends to not withstand the erosion of time.
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Between Peril & Persistence
—————
Few men have faced death and come out on the other side unscathed.
One’s recollection of fate’s carelessness tends to not withstand the erosion of time.
...
Between Peril & Persistence
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Few men have faced death and come out on the other side unscathed.
One’s recollection of fate’s carelessness tends to not withstand the erosion of time.
...
Very nice and to the Point.
I can see paper, hands, writing, working, trying,
Then the deconstruction and hint of healing.
Hey cacian.
Every Reality TV Show ever made.
Even though I am a Christian, the Bible at #1 seems a bit biased considering most people here haven't read it all let alone the other timeless religious texts (Torah, Quran, Book of the Dead, te...
The banter between Ishmael and Queequeg and their introduction to Captain Ahab in the first 200 pages is indeed hilarious and poetically aesthetic but about 500 pages in after several chapters on the...
I have to get through Sir Thomas Moore's 'Utopia' but last year I finished Darwin's 'The Origin of Species'. I liked 'Confessions' by St. Augustine and I am trying to get more in touch with my...
I hope this thread doesn't get hijacked and go haywire but these are some random thoughts/musings on Christianity I had. I just so happen to be a Christian but perhaps not in the orthodox sense. Feel...
cacian!!!!! I always appreciate your palatable morsels of poetic deliciousness!
The most recent tome I have integrated into my copious arsenal of tomes is the hallowed text of the inscrutable Sir Charles Dickens. It is dubbed Bleak House and it is an impeccable account of the...
I have replaced all your changes in my word document and the essay is definitely clearer. Thanks for the great input! My mom (also my greatest mentor) has said that communication is key in writing...
I haven't written a short piece in a while. When I don't write for long periods of time I tend to get very wordy. I need some help toning this down. I have been out of college for a while now and am...
Festooned Ferrari
I once rented a ferrari when the winter took off its mascara.
It rode as a wave, lithe and supple on Sicily's shores,
Birds came and booed at the ride with their white stuff...
An old man and his pipe
was married once.
His marriage was longer than I do’s
He loved the feel of the pipe on his tongue.
That girl and her off-white dress ate him at the core, but every...
The Book and the Bot
Sheets of paper,
ink residues in a stack,
sheets of paper,
ink reclined, a bend here, a swirl amidst,
oceanic whites,
the iris of an early eye treading papyrus, ...
Around a bend of halved leaves refers to a car speeding past grass and mowing it at the rate its going.
It takes balls to go at that speed hence the hard rocks.
all alike is never seen is a...
I had a near death experience and this poem was personal. There is a time for constructive criticism and there is a time to reflect. The voices of those who have had guns pointed in their face, have...
Around a bend of halved leaves
around a shaft of hard rocks
To see all alike is never seen
and rarely do we savor its after maths
I sink in her and she in me
Pandora is stuck to the glue of...
I'm guessing the general theme has something to do with the female character's lack of self-authenticity. Hint: She is undressing over and over in front of a mirror in front of another person. If you...
Black silhouetted cyclones pour to gravity's content,
I reminisce of snow flakes in Autumn apartments
Black and swarthy mistresses reapply their lard,
Fall parts its brown purse and says "Turkey's...