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pieces of nature 💛
How blessed are we with the gift of life? How lucky are we to witness the day dress and undress itself, as our souls rest? May we never forget.. everyday we get to take a deep breath.. we are blessed 🙏🏾✨
#short poem#iphonography#small town aesthetic#pennsylvania#nature photography#skyline#clouds#sunrise
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pieces of the moon
we marvel at the moon that is full, forgetting that the waxing gibbous had to stretch herself so the moon can be full of itself. 🌔
#moonchild#waxing gibbous#moon photography#nature photography#iphonography#small town aesthetic#pennsylvania
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pieces of the moon
The depths of my mind are endless
Much like the edges of the craters in the moon
Back and forth they go
Round and round
Deeper and deeper the depths grow
Much like the depths of the moon
The footprints left there grow deeper and deeper
The curves of each print are endless
Some are Ridged and sharp
Some are Smooth and soothing
Much like the craters of the moon
The depths of my mind are endless
Full and bright like a full moon
Full and dark like the new moon
Waning and waxing
Waxing and waning
Going through phases of being half full and half empty
Much like the growth of the moon
The depths of my mind are endless
Grazing through the stars
Resting in space
Smiling at the unknown
A slither of light in a dark room
Hiding in a thick cloud of chaos
Much like the crescent of the moon
Each day passing
Each moment lived
I grow and grow and grow
The depths of my mind are endless
The phases are endless
They grow and grow and grow
From dark to light
Light to dark
Much like the moon
Just like the moon
I am the moon
-@shainaspeaks
#moonlight#moonchild#crescent moon#short poem#nature photography#pennsylvania#scranton#smalltown#yourartmatters#iphonography#poetry#small town aesthetic#self love poem
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pieces from my garden🌺
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pieces of ocean city
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All pictures and videos captured by me🤗
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northern lights
Photos of the September northern lights.
captured on my phone 🤗
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Pieces of Pittston. 😍
I’ve been learning to enjoy the simplicity of the small town I live in. Although I would love to expand, I am enjoying the big things I am birthing in this small town.
all photos were taken by me 🤗
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my addiction
My addiction cause a lot of internal conflict I know it is not the best thing for me but when everyone has taken every bit of what’s left of me….it’s the only thing that brings me peace. I became addicted at a young age. The joy for life was slowly turned into rage. Nothing around me made any sense but ..as soon as I took one hit, everything clicked. I had not a care in the world. I would just curl up in my bed with a book. And in those moments the only protection I had was being covered by sheets decorated with my favorite heros. as I got older I became more addicted. the high I felt was better than the reality I was facing.
To be continued…..
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dear black girl,
if i could capture the stars, id pluck one right out of the sky and place it in your heart so you’d be reminded that you are filled with brightness. id capture your tears in jars and pour them into the sea so you’ll know that your feelings expressed in these droplets weren’t in vain, but that they will be recycled for only beauty and life, to be the reason behind art and reproduction. your smile will be used in dark, barren tunnels to light the way to a better truth. id tell you that your eyes tell a story and when listened to, they have the power to inspire by sharing the very things you’ve felt you could never say. id give you a magnifying glass so that you may discover the map your ancestors left for you to explore , painted on your skin. continue to shake the world by letting your voice be heard, because when you speak, the earth quakes.
~k.
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I am finally getting out of my comfort zone and sharing some of my pieces.
I hope you enjoy <3
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Rushing Waters
I realize what I crave the most is a safe place to land.
I crave to be like water.
It doesn't matter how much..
How chaotic.
How overwhelming, or strong.
Water always has a place they can call home.
It always has a safe place to express itself.
It takes up as much space as it needs to.
It can be as wild and free, or as still as it needs to be.
What a beautiful life that is to live.
I wish for a life such as that.
How comforting it is to know that no matter what, space is always held for you to go through the motions and land safely?
#shortpoem #thoughtoutloud #poetry #blackpoetry
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Hello, again.
I think we should start from the beginning. I am not sure we ever really got a chance to meet. I mean, we've met....but we haven't truly met each other. From the moment we exchanged out first words it felt like my life has changed, but yet... it still looked the same.
I mean.. let me explain..
we met versions of ourselves that we have both laid to rest.
At some point, we both called out for one another and told the universe that we were ready for love. I guess us both showing up at this moment was the test.
I have a bad habit of falling in love with a persons potential. But I am not sure if that is entirely true.
I have this ability of connecting to a version of you that you have yet to meet yourself.
A gift and curse.
So, if its not too much to ask, can we meet again?
#shortstory #lovestory #spiritualstory #writer #randomthoughts
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