My ear hears something.
The wind carries a beautiful song.
Gentle words float along.
My mind embraces the fading sound.
I create pieces to fit the picture.
I’m hopeful to see a finished image.
The possibilities excite every sense.
The thoughts maybe we will share.
Until then it’s a whisper in the wind.
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my writing junkyard
A dose of fetish. Good friends. An incomparable muse.
I want to sing like the birds sing, not worrying about who hears or what they think.
My view of this wonderful and crazy life - as I travel and explore.
A different kind of beautiful
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photos and thoughts for sharing
Karin Ravasio nature photography, motivation, products
HOPELESSLY ROMANTIC
An onion has many layers. So have I!
Views on Football from the Front Row
Life is simple... So take notes
Never get lost in the Sauce
Fiction Writing
my writing junkyard
A dose of fetish. Good friends. An incomparable muse.
I want to sing like the birds sing, not worrying about who hears or what they think.
My view of this wonderful and crazy life - as I travel and explore.
A different kind of beautiful
An Introvert's "Ice Cream Social"
We are freaks. Society dejects us...so we find solace in things that don't exist...
Welcome To My World
Life is just a story. And I've got a pen.
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