silvershoes

About silvershoes

Softly love and to love softly
dew on the sycamore branch
by the creaking gate where my heart hurries afterward
through the path of wheat along the briar
to that stone under which I lie.

Profile of silvershoes

  • Age : 30
  • Gender : Female
  • Country : USA, Nevada
  • Joined : Jun 7, 2006
  • Last Visit : 11 hours ago
  • Poems : 178
  • Comments : 473
  • Quotes : 20
  • Posts : 14526
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Latest Poems By silvershoes

  • Hurting (3) 1

    Fridays, 2pm: Therapeutic Interventions with...
    In the midst of lecture, she catches my eye from...

  • I have the power to fix people
    And if I can, I should...

  • Cool wind blowing through my hair
    Smells of earth and sweat...

  • Is there a word for having no words
    I’d like to think contentedness stole my...

  • Good Day (7) 4

    The smell of pancakes in the morning
    Humming in the kitchen...

Latest Quotes By silvershoes

  • Be wary of assuming everyone thinks the same when you’ve only asked your friends.

    1 year ago
    3 0
  • I wish I could believe in heaven. What a gift it would be to believe I will see you again someday. And what a punishment it is feeling in my heart that I won't.

    2 years ago
    6 0
  • Don't tell one who writes of grief to rethink their "I" statements. When you know they had tears on their hands as they wrote, don't say the poem could be better. You might as well say their grief could be worse.

    3 years ago
    29 1

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