Her dream was so vivid, she could smell his amazing, wild scent. Taste the passion dripping from the kisses of the man with the white wings.

When her alarm blared, she wanted to cry... until noticing the single feather clutched in her hand.

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I laid on the floor with a cold glass of water against my forehead, letting sunlight shimmer on my near asleep eyes as I vowed to kiss him when I was well enough. It never happened. The fevers weren't simply contagious. They were deadly.

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I am standing still
at the crossroads of fate
finding the courage
to make decisions
through the cacophony
sounding in my head
I can choose to adapt
or be the woman who leapt
my destination anywhere
choosing first road out
anyplace but here

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the shadow of Hades upon me
laden with insecurity
once our love was my surety
your poetry now a cacophony
cannot adapt or set myself free
a ghost of the woman I used to be






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History
Charm
Sophistication
Obstinate yearning
within a jasmine flush
Burning legacy
Built
of hallowed dreams
We sleep below
nova skies
& perish
in perfect screams.



~Art~ Anna Ignatieva

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for him left her and bitter. Unable to her true feelings, she watched him slip away. He took her love and crushed it dismissively beneath his heel. Her tears riped apart the heavens.

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I waited in the shadows for a glimpse of you; too shy to approach you openly I tortured myself watching in the dark. Last night I was so near to you, I caught the smell of your perfume, sweet dancing in the breeze, tantalizing my soul.

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My landlord’s charge
To have a dog
Is so high
It’s insane

I buy some
Betta fighting fish
And give them
Pit bull names...

All except
For “Jasmine”
Who detests
The fighting game

My kids
Try to
Teach them
To bark—
I fear their work’s in vain

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Mardi Gras

Soon it will be ”Fat Tuesday”, the Lenten season is upon us—where of celebrations are in full effect & past times to reflect. A time to the new & of the old—a spiritual festivity—a time to ”let the good times roll”.✍️🏽#vss365

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Fly, fly, fly away

Tangled webs that people weave, lies and deception that some believe. Heart, heads over matter—fear of the unknown and gossipy chatter. Hummingbirds mate for life—while humans fuss, fight, and create strife. ✍🏽#Vss365

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How our minds
When we do set sail
Upon unchartered waters
While stars in the heavens
Gaze down in wonder
The vagaries of Man
Mere flecks in a universe
Wildly spinning
Unfocussed
Are but cruel amusements
To the whims of Gods

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Song ditty 🎶

Into the depths of confusion
You know how to my brain
I'm in a state of delusion
You got me playing your game
I'm a puppet in your riddle
Tied up in for life
You pull my strings a little
The joker dances tonight

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The park was a muddled prison, a place you attended on Easter to experience broken toes & near-disembodied screeches that bring your thoughts to banshees—but the little ones' chocolate-smeared grins were worth it.
"Mommy, I fell in poop."
𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒍, 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕.

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life was a struggle
she never fit in
walked the line
of innocence & sensual sin
lost in crimson dusk
face to a yearning moon
the water her solace
ended too soon
eternity continues
as Ruskala she endures
stay away
from her riparian shores




🎨tsabo6

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The biggest voices come from unseen places. They can be caveats to our spirit or act as the riparian zone where unnecessary noise goes to become zephyrs on warm days. Choose the latter whenever possible. We deserve that leap before flying.

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