the flow opens woes
to those who owe
for fore-foes of yore
toes, back-hoed or sore,
grow gross lows
before those souls
grow more morose
Advertisements
Advertisements
the flow opens woes
to those who owe
for fore-foes of yore
toes, back-hoed or sore,
grow gross lows
before those souls
grow more morose
Never, oh! never, nothing will die... (Alfred Tennyson)
TemptationOfWords
by Lize Bard
A Podcast About the Writing Life
Welcome to my world.
"Diving into a writers soul is discovering the broken treasure and beautiful mysteries that make you gasp for air."
Word-Experimentalist
"Eye Fly High"
A Millennial's Journey Into Meditation and Mindfulness
WELCOME TO om3ssa's MUSIC FREAKISHNESS AT THE WORLD WIDE WEB
let the conversation begin.
by Evelina Di Lauro
Mindfulness, Spontaneity and Authenticity
But Still Living The Life
Frugal lifestyle & Parenting Blog
Conjured by Sarah Doughty
"Oh! Take a shit, read a story" - My Mother on Flash Fiction
"Die Kunst ist eine Tochter der Freiheit." - Friedrich Schiller
Someone named Shaquana, Quana, Shaq, or something like that....
we are fish that play in a sea of light
Critical. Crazy. Catastrophic.
“The art of writing is the art of discovering what you believe.” — Gustave Flaubert
Reflections of a Vegan Mama
