03 Thursday Nov 2016
Posted in poems
Sylvia
ugly as a Picasso
in all her beauty
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beauty wormhole: Lapping Reflections [Deep Within Waters] – gull circling out at sea
faces wormhole: Lapping Reflections [Deep Within Waters] – snow
Sylvia Plath wormhole: too late:
writing wormhole: woven-through
Inspiration on the Vajrayana Path (if words too small, set browser to magnify to 125%)
Snapshots of remarkably unremarkable things and other discoveries.
hedy bach original photography mixed stories and music
My thoughts take me on interesting journies! I’d like to share some here..
Poetry, haiku, tanka, and micropoetry
it is all just bullshit anyway.....
ab ovo usque ad mala
I am the "little armored one", moving gently through life. Hoping to safeguard my sensitivities with layers of words and the expression of thought. Shielding my mirror neurons at times, or tasting music and spinning till I'm dizzy. Every moment here is a gift.
Buddhist meditation center presenting pure Dharma teachings
Sparked by Words
Art, Poetry, Spirituality & Whimsy
“Who is Silvia? what is she,
That all our swains commend her?
Holy, fair, and wise is she;
The heaven such grace did lend her,
That she might admirèd be.”
For an older eulogy, perhaps.
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Gadzooks – but where’s the ‘gurn’, don’t forget the ‘gurn’, Mo, not the ‘gurn’
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It’s always hidden in the “Y”.
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