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Hey Guys! The name is Breanne Katherine (BreKat23) or just Bre. I aim to use this blog as a means of promoting my poetry to whomever I possibly can. I would love to get them published (one day), but in the meantime, I am glad to share with you! Browse the poetry section, and let me know what you think! Click here - to learn more!
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Tag Archives: Hands
- It Is Time -
It Is Time
Close Your Eyes and Soothe Your Soul
Imagine Loves Embrace
There’s Little Time To Turn This From
That Impromptu Disgrace
Feel The Breeze Upon Your Skin
Absorb Its Sheathing Gift
Enjoy The Smallest Things of ‘Life’
‘fore They’re Forever Set Adrift
Inhale Such Sweetened Bounty Pure
Set Free Thus Thou Delight
Exhale Slow and Savor Such
Respect Would Be Polite
Grandiose Fragility
Is What We Know [...]
Posted in Poetry In Psyche
Tagged Actions, Awareness, Bounty, Breeze, Change, Cogs, Commitment, Cradle, Disgrace, Earth, Eyes, Free, Gift, Grave, Hands, Life, Love, Meaning, Mind, Mirror, Price, Refuge, Requital, Respect, Skin, Solutions, Soul, Species, Strife, Thoughts, Time, Warning, World, Worth
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- Through Thine Eyes -
Through Thine Eyes
Through Eyes Divine That Seek Serenity
I Find I am Not Alone
They Beckon Thee by Civil Scope…
Though United We Stand On Our Own.
They Seek The Truth So Far Away
Always ‘Not Quite’ Out of Reach
An Ephemeral Upon The Horizon
As Chaos Commences To Breach.
Through Thine Eyes Both Lost and Found
Laid Buoyant Upon The Sea
Thy Lips Do [...]
- Merry-Go-Round -
Merry – Go – Round
I’m Caught On This Merry-Go-Round
- Of Time and Space -
The World Becomes a Blur.
I Hold On Tight With Both My Hands
Yet Always I Feel Unsure.
Should I Hold On
To This Justified Merit
Spinning Ever So Out of Control…
Or Release This Grip I’ve Built To Withstand
From Reality Taking Its Toll…
I’m Caught On This Merry-Go-Round
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Posted in Poetry In Psyche
Tagged Ache, Air, Bleed, Breath, Breeze, Burn, Carousel, Colors, Dream, Evil, Eyes, Fade, Good, Grip, Ground, Hands, Hate, Heart, Lies, Love, Pain, Poetry, Pray, Pride, Ride, Right, Scream, Shade, Song, Space, Time, Tongue, Torch, Truth, Whisper, Words, World, Wrong
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