nothing will be okay
everything will
stop breathing
why
nevermind
but yeah . . . sometimes it inspires thought
what inspires thought
cessation of breathing
what’s wrong with you
you never ask the right question
I get lost
me too
what
~bw
undercaws
nothing will be okay
everything will
stop breathing
why
nevermind
but yeah . . . sometimes it inspires thought
what inspires thought
cessation of breathing
what’s wrong with you
you never ask the right question
I get lost
me too
what
~bw
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poetry by nicolas ryan brown.
Writing for Wholeness
Waiting on Words
A Feminist Literary Collective (& outlaw poets swearing)
"What a strange bundle of consistent inconsistencies we all are." Mary Ronan
The weather and the light are just different out here...and sometimes you have to find the words for things.
My poetry is my religion.
Sunshine on Razor Wire: perspectives from "inside"
Echoes of Life, Love and Laughter
Be inspired...Be creative...Be peace...Be
a weekly flash fiction prompt inspired by google maps
Observations from the loose nut behind the wheel.
spiritual enlightenment and self improvement
In real life.....
Zen Priest
Montana's Politics Drives One to Drink.
Guidelines for developing a happier life
I’ve had these same type of conversations. They are never easy. I’ve been missing you,
Elizabeth
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Talking with my son on the phone last night, he told me our entire family has a really bad habit of worrying about things that never happen. And he’s right!
Are you posting these poems somewhere and I’ve missed them? They’re all too good for that to happen. I love reading your work.
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I’m here. This one is fresh. I’m still processing it. Like it better out loud. But still… Sometimes April is a gift. Time is short and words come quick. Or I force them. These came quick. I’m so grateful for you. Thank you for the heart in your support.
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