tales from the murky splurge - Blogithttp://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/spiderfly/Poetry is about expression of thought. Sometimes the best work is the kind of stuff that just leaps up from within our soul. I write a lot about the murky splurge...This defines a place where we are are given the freedom to bare our souls in word but understand it is between the lines where most truth resides, In a world which has an abundance of love for all to share there is a whirlwind stirring. these words come out of a storm, but reader of my blog, please see although we write about many things, we may just mean another...well that is what the villagers said.....
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hourly12000-01-01T12:00+00:00http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/spiderfly/973401Hiya, Thought I would drop in as have not been on here for a while. Hope to be sharing some new stuff as I am back traveling again. https://laurenstaton.com/what-a-wonderful-way-you-have-with-words/ Recently I have been blogging about poetry and art. So many great stories to discover and inspire.http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/spiderfly/973400Hiya, Thought I would drop in as have not been on here for a while. Hope to be sharing some new stuff as I am back traveling again. https://laurenstaton.com/what-a-wonderful-way-you-have-with-words/ Recently I have been blogging about poetry and art. So many great stories to discover and inspire.http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/spiderfly/958363Poems Poems are like words that come from the soul. The emotion of a thought which finds words to express. Speak out loud, play with the meanings, Search between the lines where truth often resides..http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/spiderfly/941317soft lips firm grips rounded hips plate of chips finger tips mint dips lemon pips market tripshttp://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/spiderfly/941316http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/spiderfly/940949this is an old one but I do not think it was put on Blogit. Spider tinkered amongst the green The murky splurge had changed it seemed Abbey bells and cup cake shops Be lingered where we crave to stop A watering hole with cheery voices Clanking pints or vino choices There's a frog on the phone all...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/spiderfly/940755Pink skies Tears dried, Triggers on the tide Wash away the riverside Open land hand of man print on sand to understand Trigger the pain bark in the rain We remain and breathe again Kylow flow The river's light for you and me to brave the light.http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/spiderfly/940717spider hears the freedom song and sings with others all along a change is coming to maidens fair who wish on rainbows not despairhttp://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/spiderfly/940558Moontox This world has simmered The light is casting different shadows It has started said the knight Touching the wizards bow and arrow. What should be written A future we have not seen And the past now has no relevance We are sitting in-between The maiden pointed to the moon Her shadows are so...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/spiderfly/940384Frustrated with word block, I cannot make any sense or follow a direction, This old piece seems fitting for today. My decision is to go home. I need to see some familiar faces. I dream I am leaving to faraway lands You will wave from the gate that is locked Your fingers stay limp as you lift up...