In The Mornings

She had an uncanny energy for lifethankful for every little miracle it bestowed—and it made herentirely impossibleto live without. xx Atticus@atticuspoetrywww.atticuspoetry.com 

“Leisure” by W. H. Davies What is this life if, full of care,We have no time to stand and stare. No time to stand beneath the boughsAnd stare as long as sheep or cows. No time to see, when woods we pass,Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass. No time to see, in broad daylight,S ... Show More

She wasn’t happy or sad,in love or out of love,she was just thereexistingin the ebb and flow of life—and that was a dangerous place to bebut her worst mistakewas forgetting to rememberthere was more. xx Atticus@atticuspoetrywww.atticuspoetry.com 

<p>Au bout de l'arme il y a des gens ;</p><p>Qu'elle dépeins si bien au travers de sa voix ;</p><p>Au bout de l'âme une poésie sans précédent.</p><p>Champagne ! Aujourd'hui, Lucie Joy nous mets en joie...</p><br><p>Pour poursuivre la musique de l'artiste ci-bas un lien vers ses r ... Show More

<p>This was originally uploaded as a video on my YouTube channel, but I thought it might be nice for some to have the audio. I love these poems dearly, and I hope you will too.</p><p>You can find the original video here: <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9pv3Gt3ADW8">Death ... Show More