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 : 34
  • Gender : Female
  • Country : USA, Nevada
  • Joined : Jun 7, 2006
  • Last Visit : 4 days ago
  • Poems : 192
  • Comments : 464
  • Quotes : 20
  • Posts : 14632
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Latest Poems By silvershoes

  • We came into being as two cataclysms of
    four imperfect beings...

  • I was smiling at the red sun over the blue sea.
    I was watching the waves, rolling linens...

  • Mama 1

    I listen to a song about mothers and daughters
    Hey mama, is this song about you...

  • I feel him at the edges of an unturned page
    He’s there waiting, waiting for me, waiting in a...

  • He held a gun to my head and I saw the humanity in...
    so I forgave him as soon as he lowered the pistol...

Latest Quotes By silvershoes

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

    4 years ago
    5 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.

    5 years ago
    7 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.

    6 years ago
    46 2

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