Coffee should be as black as hell, as strong as death, and as sweet as love. Turkish proverb Coffee, that elixir of life, that magic bean juice which brings the dead back to life each day. Enjoyed the world over for its richness and flavor, there's something about it that tea - much as I... Continue Reading →
goodnight he whispered at the moon drifting slowly across his sky as if he’d been speaking to her it didn’t matter that she would not hear him as he woke in his day and she faded into her night alone he thought tenderly of her © Gwendolyn Raczkowski, 2017-2022, All Rights Reserved. ⁂ Follow the link below for more #poetry, #prose, and #philosophicalmusings from The Kintsukuroi Life.
i spent every ounce of energy and feelingevery hope and dream and prayerkeeping myself together with himtrying to be enough for himthin enoughfit enoughquiet enoughperfect enough excusing every horror he threw at meuntil there was nothing left of me ⁂ ⁂ ⁂ Free verse, the muses Inspired by Promptarium.
there's an emptinessin the space between we twothat comforts and kills ⁂ ⁂ ⁂ senru (haiku about a human), the muse Inspired by Promptarium.
The most important things are the hardest to say, and I wish people would say them instead of keeping them inside. Your partner is abusive. You only think they aren’t because you learned to think abusive behavior comes from love. I know they said they’re sorry and you believe they meant it, but the impact... Continue Reading →
the distance and time meant nothing to her because she loved him deeply ⁂ ⁂ ⁂ senru, the muse Inspired by somebody I just found because I'm sick in bed and reading. The name is Promptarium.
At some point, according to Robert Burns, a poem of unknown origin was written using the phrase "auld lang syne" which translates somewhere between "for old times' sake" and "old or long friendship," as far as I can tell and has been sung the world over as a marker to the transition of old year... Continue Reading →