I swore in the shower,
To write no more poetry.
My oath held but an hour,
‘Til my hand turned to coquetry.
1 day, 8 hours
Seasick For Thirty Days
When I think back to the old skating days,
The abuse we’d get would wash over in waves.
Occasionally they’d get to us and our moods would plummet, 15 more words
1 week, 1 day
I’d like to share a verse with you .. please enjoy.
This is not something I wrote myself, it comes from an old book – Wings of Power. 93 more words
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Vitam quae faciant beatiorem,
iucundissime Martialis, haec sunt:
res non parta labore, sed relicta;
non ingratus ager, focus perennis;
lis numquam, toga rara, mens quieta; … 144 more words
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“Being true means nothing in the country of the imagination, and being believed means everything.”
- Rebecca Solnit, Savage Dreams
Martial was a Hispanic Roman poet. He published his story in 12 books of epigrams.
He was born in 40 A.D. and died somewhere in 102-104 A.D. 163 more words
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He was born in 40 A.D. and died somewhere in 102-104 A.D. 139 more words