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Roots of Gold -

Roots of Gold
Light that dances through the leaves,
Echoes of a song she weaves.
Xanadu of quiet grace,
In the smile upon her face.
Every joyous,…

Saved my heart when nothing was left; she did.

See you pulling back for a next opportunity, but that is what so many before you have done. Corrupt, the same old scheme, every movement I see. SO little, so inept. What a waste. Just never learned. But, I did since Age 8 and why you will always fail. ~LArry

Shakespeare "to be or not to be" analysis
Posted by Jhonas Dunakin in English 3 - Rami on Saturday, March 2, 2013 at 12:03 am

Shakespeare Sonnet 116: Let me not to the marriage of true minds

So many people all over the world being treated like this and in situations just like this. By so MANY terrible people that create situations, just like this. And you wonder why? ~LArry

Some say goodnight — at night —

Some say goodnight — at night —
I say good night by day —
Good-bye — the Going utter me —
Good night, I still reply —

For parting, that is…

Sometimes a single presence can still a thousand thoughts within me

Sometimes a single presence can still a thousand thoughts within me. Even after everything, there is a quiet part of my soul that still recognizes you…

Sometimes The Wolf Cries Girl

Sometimes the hero stumbles, and falls right off of the page. Sometimes the princess rolls her eyes, and says “I don’t want to be saved.” Sometimes…

Stepping Over into Love

Still I Rise
BY MAYA ANGELOU

Still I Rise

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my…

Still I Rise.... ~LArry

Stored Magic - Nia

Stored Magic

Summer Love, From a Winter Lover - Dedicated to you Lexie.

Summer Love, From a Winter Lover

Sun's Smile Poem by Kumarmani Mahakul

Opening little and hiding little
Behind morning trees sun is smiling,
Watching little and feeling more
We are singing new morning song.

Beauty's…

Sweet Dreams Babe

Take these words and the hands that write them;

The Beautiful Heart Poem by Frederick Amazing

The Book Binder's Daughter - How Many Kisses are Enough?: My Translation of Catullus Poem 7

The Book Binder's Daughter

The closer she came, the more he would tremble, till she thought he would disassemble.
Leaving is best for him thought she, but was not, thought he.
In different times, one stayed and came close and closer still.
Stood she did so close, soul to soul. Then she saw all was he and what their love could be. ~LArry

The culmination of all of that was the scroll - Name at top removed for privacy. Almost an hour going back and forth with AI about the heart, soul, life and Love. ~LArry

3-3-26 final piece with AI & I ~LArry

The dark is generous and it is patient and it always wins – but in the heart of its strength lies its weakness: one lone candle is enough to hold it back.
Love is more than a candle.
Love can ignite the stars

The dark is generous and it is patient and it always wins – but in the heart of its strength lies its weakness: one lone candle is enough to hold it…

The Firefly’s Story

The Fish
Elizabeth Bishop
1911 –1979

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