Written to the prompt: Lungs and other luxuries
Written to the prompt: Lungs and other luxuries
Musings and books from a grunty overthinker
Gen X’er chronicles the art form of living in the Angelino metropolitan environment through poetry, creative writing, art, photography, and culture.
My Writing Journey
A place to spill your thoughts through words.
How you enthrall, then capture...
My Journey on the Lonely Road to Deaf Acceptance
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Write the vision; make in plain
Author of Three-Penny Memories: A Poetic Memoir (EIF-Experiments in Fiction, 2022). Pushcart Nominated Poet 2022. Editor MasticadoresUSA.
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MUSINGS FROM A SMALL TOWN
Poetry by Mich
"Hotel of the Broken Hearts" / Editor: Michelle Ayon Navajas
These writings are about my surroundings and what I've been surrounded by.
photog | motorcyclist | sledhead | kayaker | wordpress blogger | glamper, lover of travel | booknerd | grammar nazi
My journey back home
No great mind has ever existed without a touch of madness - Aristotle
Staying Connected
Powerful.
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Thank you!
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Hi Lisa, I wrote this poem “I, Can Breath” in response to the words “I Can’t Breath”, and which appears in my book Tullawalla…
” I, Can Breathe”
I don’t own much
I don’t owe much
I share what I have
I have hope and love……
Oh, we, the drowned
We, the broken
We, the leftover pieces
We, hoping for peace
I see their choices
I hear their voices
I am defiant
I, cannot be a tyrant
I, cannot be violent
I, cannot be silent
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Strong!
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At the time feelings were strong…
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Absolutely! I meant that as a compliment to your writing.
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Thank you Lisa.. I am humbled..
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