You are not flesh and bone,
Not clay and dust,
Nor light and darkness.
Neither are you some color
Fixed between good and bad
Or a mere figment of a poet’s imagination.
Rather, you are an admixture
Of fierce fire and flexible water.
Whenever I am near you,
All I feel is constant steam, ripened heat—
A desire to burn, no matter the consequences.
My word is goddess It's not an invitation But a prophecy
Inspired by Folk, Blues, Psychedelic Rock, Krautrock, Electronica, Punk, Industrial, and Noise Rock I make music alone and with friends since 1998.
Photography: Every story has a picture and every picture has a story.
through the darkness there is light
poetry of Stephanie McManus
Lifelong learner and blogging enthusiast
We only live once. Hence, let's not stop dreaming
Poetry, stories and some random words...
Ideas, opinion, tips, advice, inspiration, and motivation of daily life.
A pitch + moodboard event for writers.
Benjamin Grossman 
Passionate and visual Ben…one can feel your love:)
Oh nice. Thanks a lot!
That’s fierce and beautiful, Benjamin.
Thanks 🙂
A passionate piece, love it.
Thank you!
I agree with all these comments 👆👏👏👏👏
Kind of you. Thanks a ton!