It comes blundering over the
Boulders at night, stays
Frightened outside the
Range of my campfire
I go to meet it at the
Edge of the light
Being Present for the Moment
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Singer, Songwriter and Author from Kyoto, Japan.
Singer, Songwriter and Author from Kyoto, Japan.
An online activist from Bosnia and Herzegovina, based in Sarajevo, standing on the right side of the history - for free Palestine.
A place where I post unscripted, unedited, soulless rants of a insomniac madman
Dennis Mantin is a Toronto-based writer, artist, and filmmaker.
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Off the wall, under the freeway, over the rainbow, nothin' but net.
Erm, what am I doing with my life?
Artist by choice, photographer by default, poet by accident.
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L'essenziale è invisibile e agli occhi e al cuore. Beccarlo è pura questione di culo
In Kate's World
Leonard Durso 
I mainly find mine hiding under the bed…
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It doesn’t matter where you find them as long as you find them, Maureen
Thanks for stopping at my blog. If all you ever do as a result is to go to Becky’s blog and read it right through from the start then I will be happy.
My poems come to me when I am not looking and creep up in the middle of the night and hit me over the head.
I don’t think it matters so much the way they come as long as they do finally arrive.
But I like the look of your blog so I will stay around for a while. If I may.
Thank you. I’ll return to you as well.
Mine is probably more frightened of me than of anything else. 😦 😉
Well a little fear can be a good thing.
Sadly, it doesn’t know that 🙂 and I can’t seem to get it for the life of me. I try, though. Maybe one day…
There you go: keep that hope alive.
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Mine sneaks up on me when I least expect it.
That works, too.
Perfect, Leonard!
Glad you like it, John.