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For the Lady Essie --

~LArry

A Lady's Heart, Unchanged Within
A heart like a pearl, beneath the ocean's sway,
Through crashing waves and sunlit spray, it holds its way.
In…

For the Moment

When tempests rise and shadows stretch and bend,

And lesser lights like lanterns flicker and end,

The star of commitment holds its single place,

A point of grace within the void of space.

It is the unseen pull, the silent thread,
That links the future to the promises said.

Not a fierce fire, but an endless, quiet glow,

That helps the lonely, weary soul to know.

The text itself is a powerful metaphor for the strength of commitment and inner resilience in the face of adversity.

"When tempests rise and…

For when you start seeing everything as a brain and how it was programmed by society, labels disappear. You start too see everyone's signatures on their souls. ~LArry

For you Juliette - <3

In the mirror your beauty, we see each other.
Singing, our words, our lights aglow.

Wanting so much, not understanding what we possess.

Try, we…

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A Tribute to the Unseen Strength of Women
She is More
Because a woman is more than the world often tells her she is. by Mr. Anks

She is not the gold that glimmers in the sun,
but the fire that warms the coldest nights,
the quiet strength that holds the world,
even when her…

Four Quartets 4: Little Gidding

From Romania With Love* Poem by Sulaiman Mohd Yusof

Wallachia, Moldavia or Transylvania
Of which you were born
Or you flow from Mt. Moldoveanu
To evolve in the Mures or Siret
Your adolescence soaked…

God bless you, You Have a Flower Unspoken, Your name is aglow, be forever and always happy, you; we will never forget, - Courtesy of Iceland's Greatest <3 ~LArry

Goodnight by Paul Laurence Dunbar
1872 –1906

The lark is silent in his nest,
The breeze is sighing in its flight,
Sleep, Love, and peaceful be thy rest.
Good-night, my love,…

Goodnight Song

Greeting

Over the wave-patterned sea-floor
Over the long sunburnt ridge of the world,
I bid the winds seek you.
I bid them cry to you
Night and morning
A…

Greetings

In the dance of days, where moments fleet, I greet with a smile so sweet. In the whispers of dawn, in the hush of night, I bless your soul, in love's…

Have experienced a great deal of pain in my life. But, nothing compares to the pain of those who have lied to me and about me.

There no heal for that.

A lie is a lie, no matter who is saying it and who is believing it. ~LArry

He was peerless in his generation, The crown prince's throne, Scented with sandalwood and agarwood. - by Diuzi

The song was composed by Diuzi and released by the highly influential music collective Mo Ming Qi Miao . It tells the tragic yet defiant mythological…

He was peerless in his generation. The crown prince's throne. Scented with sandalwood and agarwood. ~LArry

Heart Broken so many times.
She showed up and did the best for someone so closed.
Sat on the couch pretending not to see.
Cooking and trying not to see.
Waiting. Looking as I went about not believing what I sought.
Silently opening the door not believing what I see.
Last her giving up.
Then a thought, let me see when all is sleep.
What he truly feels for me she thought.
So in the bed, silently she climbs.
Edging ever so carefully close next to me.
Waiting breathlessly to see what he truly felt for me.
Stirring he came to consciousness and a sharp breath he drew.
Then a gasp and a sigh and arm put around me.
Then I knew as he whispered, Please let me wake not from this to be. ~LArry

Hearts are Wild.

Her Heart Evaporated the Clouds.

And Sometimes People Tried to Shake Her Resolve; To Minimise Her Sunshine; But Her Heat Merely Evaporated The Clouds....

Hiawatha's Childhood" by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (read by Tom O'Bedlam)

Holding Space for the Unseen. ~LArry

Looking up at a pixelated sky tonight, thinking about the spaces between what is and what could have been.

Previously I found the short film AMA…

Holding the Light

Stuart Kestenbaum

for Kait Rhoads

Gather up whatever is
glittering in the gutter,
whatever has tumbled
in the waves or fallen
in flames out of the sky,

for it’s not only…

Honey, please do this for me tonight.

Honey, please do this for me tonight.

Do what?

Focus on me, focus on what we have so far. Focus on me holding you, looking into your eyes. This…

How Beautiful is the Rain ~by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807-1882)~

How Beautiful is the Rain ~by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807-1882)~
How beautiful is the rain!
After the dust and heat,
In the broad and fiery…

How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43)
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
1806 – 1861

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

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