Author: Eiravel
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Making Sense Of Things While Writing
The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper — W. B. Yeats To discover some things along the way while writing isn’t that strange, it is a form of self-taught education and self-discovery within the spectrum of autodidacticism, the obligation of the mind to arrange the words that’ll […]
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Viridescence🟢
Viridescence The emerald sea Rushing ashore Seaweeds Dancing above Green things Growing as skin Verdoyance Ruling this life. This viridescence Flows serenely Aquamarinous vibes So relaxing The greenish field So luxuriant My veins Of the colour of leaves. That naturescape Dominantly green Chlorophyll Such pepping pigment This greenliness Swirls into everness Your verdant heart Beats […]
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Avowals
My day goes smooth and slow only when I do things that I like with complete freedom; when I’m alone with my thoughts, relaxed and musing in a little bubble of my own, seconds go by at the walking pace of a turtle, as everything around slows down for me to remain in this daydreaming […]
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Nobleness
Every day I need to sweep All the detritus of yesterday So that I might clearly see So that I might easily reach For the truth that hides in plain sight; A truth that’s so beautiful That I fall in love over and over again, A truth that glows so intensely That it burns my […]
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Mountains⛰
The Corps De Garde is the mountain I see every day when I look out from my window. I love to contemplate this strange shape whose peak points up to the sky, and whose foot is covered with a verdant mantle that covers half of its rough skin, which was, and still is, forged by […]
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Winged Words
Winged Words To write is to abridge time To write is to abridge feelings The world in its own way rhymes And to read is to attain healing These little notes fly away Sinking into hearts and minds Digested, they long and stay Until eyes settle on next find Little little winged words That flutter […]
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My Strange Relationship With Books
“I like to say that books found me, that my otherworldly teacher came to me clothed with words that I could decrypt and understand.” I did not start to write stories, poems, or any other type of non-fiction at a very young age, but I read a lot since I knew how to read. I […]
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Water💧
Today is World Water Day Water You give life Without you Everything withers Without you Everything dies Without you We all smell bad. Water So precious Morning dews on my windows Tiny droplets on all plants Rain, hailstones, snow. Water That liquid on the tip of my tongue This primeval Crystalline Body in which We […]
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Darcocyte, My Sweet Ache
The only real mistake is the one from which we learn nothing. Henry Ford I’ve stopped counting the years… for it seems that Darcocyte forms an integral part of me now. It’s my shame, my ache, my sin, my failure, my drama, my unborn, my illusiatory, this pang in my heart, my first, my pride, […]
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I am the island of Mauritius🇲🇺
Happy Independence Day Mauritius 10 Million Years Ago Born from the sea floor of the Indian Ocean during a volcanic eruption, I became an isolated small island, remote from large land masses, but with unique curves and beautiful features. Life began to flourish on my skin when seeds and different flying and swimming species drifted […]
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Two quick cake recipes
Today I baked two cakes (banana bread and sweet condensed milk cake), because one of my sons didn’t went to school to celebrate the day before Independence Day, where cakes and juice are distributed to all children. I don’t make fancy cakes at home — they’re simple, ugly😅, mostly without eggs (for my mother-in-law is […]
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Ephemer
Nothing interesting happened in my life today; my mind was unusually calm, I was way more serene than I was yesterday, apart the fact that this morning I was inspired to write this on-the-go poem, which was inspired by the sentence ‘in the ephemeral hours of time’, extracted from my freewriting session of yesterday. I’m […]
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It’s raining
It’s raining cats and dogs; thunder strikes make my heart tremble. Outside pools of rainwater everywhere. A drenched schoolboy walk at ease in that pouring rain. who doesn’t love to get wet when it’s rainy, I then think, but still, the heat persists. That sudden downpour of rainfall strangely appeased my heart today… because since […]
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Feminine Sentiments
Happy Women’s Day Women’s sentiments are like fragile little butterflies that fly in a moody sky, they are like the tides, the changing seasons, a capricious weather. Women’s sentiments change at each hour of the day, paving their way between bursts of laughters, uncontrollable eruption of tears and anger, melancholia, tenderness, hysteria, overwhelming emotions, and […]
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Peace☮️
War is not a solution to resolve issues, but peace is, diplomacy is, understanding is. My heart goes to those who are actually suffering in Ukraine, or any other country that are within the sadistic clutch of a war. Peace Peace is a being That has wings Larger than a galaxy, It crosses the span […]
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These Steep Hills
Happy Belated Valentine’s Day. To Climb Steep Hills Requires A Slow Pace At First. William Shakespeare (British poet and playwright) Love Notes is now live on Smashwords. From the beginning I knew that it would be difficult, that I would have to face hardships and heartbreaks, constraints and mishaps, doubts and fears, dramas and stress, […]
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The Imprint Of A Cyclone
That temporary semi-darkness that persists during cyclonic weather affects my circadian rhythm, which is confused by the penumbra that remains during daytime; my internal clock is disoriented because of the thick grey clouds that cover the sky at waking hours. The atmosphere is gloomy and damp and breezy, but strangely the ambiance is not a […]
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Abreast
These days I’ve been busy with the editing of 140 micro love poems, and as well as a paranormal romance, which I hope🤞🏼I’ll be able to publish tomorrow evening, for Valentine’s Day. I’ve been dreaming about writing an ebook (because for now I can’t afford to pay for printing versions, and that I’m way too […]
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I Am The Captain Of My Soul
Health is the most precious gem that shines in the heart of humans, and without it everything goes to depression and sadness and thoughts of doom; life seems to wither slowly when we’re suffering, when we feel this incapacity; when we are stuck somewhere without being able to go on our daily routine — and […]
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Vanishing
My homage to the ‘father of mindfulness’ – Thích Nhất Hạnh (October 11, 1926 – January 22, 2022). Vanishing Walking away On the tips of your toes, Closing your eyes To welcome the night, Leaving behind That learning vessel, Forgetting everything To remember again, Swirling away Inside of that stardust, Becoming again A floating intelligence, […]