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Sometimes I Write Poetry - by Amanda Trought - Color Paintings
You get to take a look inside the book at the color paintings that separates each chapter, and take a walk through the book.
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My food is the sun and the sky, and my drink the song of birds and dragonflies. I live upon the goodness of the wind in the river reeds, and sleep in the whispers of ancient trees. #wandernorthga #wandernorthgeorgia #nature #sautee #sauteega #whitecountyga #whitecounty #yonahmountain #mountyonah #northgeorgiamountains #landscape #photography #georgia #northgeorgia #helenga #alpinehelen #helengeorgia #northgeorgiaart #northgeorgia #poetry #sometimesiwritepoetry #donttellanyone (at Sautee, Georgia)
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Eternity with her? Oh! I'd make that bargain. But I'm just a bug, while she is a garden.
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Paradox
His bones are branches grasping their leaves in Autumn. The melancholy marrow waiting for a dose of hemlock. He is aged leather creased by unforgiving knowledge. The midnight cat in search of a cure. Forgetful of the count, bested by curiosity. He is thunder demanding attention. Softened over the years, he goes unheard. The remnants of a ripple in a wave, an unheard boom too slow for sonic. He is sandpaper offering solitude; trying to repair the tears he’s made. He is asphalt providing cushion. Capturing memories, leaving some to shatter. He is commonly unorthodox. He is an unencumbered spirit floating down The River blocked by the dam of Styx.
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I'm sorry that I didn't realize soon enough That the words being spoken weren't your own The product of the previous choices you had made Came rushing at me, a bitter take of relief and regret A river of emotion, the dam broken by necessary decisions A flow of emotions, that we're intended to bring forth good fortune Is exactly what is drowning me.
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"Invincible"
I've always been that guy The guy that's always in the back The guy that's always invincible I'm just there You know It's like I could completely disappear And nothing would change That's a weird feeling To feel like you're completely alone Knowing that the only one that cares Is you
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~My Phoenix, by AmandaGemini~
Rise from the ashes, to a new life, forget not your troubles or your strife.
Rise from the ashes, Burning anew. Wanting and Waiting for what Life brings to you.
Rise and Burn! Brighter than before! This Phoenix of hope, ready for more.
Bird of Fire forget not the past. With each rebirth a lesson to last.
The Phoenix shall fly free from the ash, spreading its wings in a fiery flash!
Carrying away all my sorrows, making way for a better tomorrow.
So I rise from the ashes, to burn anew, Never forgetting what I have been through.
I rise from the ashes Beautiful once more. I bury my pain and burn to explore.
The burdens I once carried have been burned away, free forever from the past and its pain.
Should I have troubles or moments of doubt, I shall burn ever brighter inside and out.
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