TheWanderingPaddy

TheWanderingPaddy

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  • Raw with love - Charles Bukowski
    raw with love

    Little dark girl with kind eyes when it comes time to use the knife I won't flinch and I won't blame you, as I drive along the shore alone as the palms wave, the ugly heavy palms, as the living does not arrive as the dead do not leave, I won't blame you, instead I will remember the kisses our lips raw with love and how you gave me everything you had and how I offered you what was left of me, and I will remember your small room the feel of you the light in the window, your records, your books, our morning coffee, our noons our nights, our bodies spilled together sleeping, the tiny flowing currents immediate and forever, your leg, my leg, your arm, my arm, your smile and the warmth of you who made me laugh again. Little dark girl with kind eyes you have no knife. The knife is mine and I won't use it yet.

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    1 min
  • "Mirrors of Time" This is a piece from Barbara Gianquitto

    "Mirrors of Time" This is a piece from @barbara.gianquitto.author new book Awakening of the Heart released today, link is in her bio. I will be narrateding this book, it will soon be available on Audible!


    https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/1739588002/ref=sr_1_3?crid=3H31VEQCXWK87&geniuslink=true


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    1 min
  • "Invictus" by William Ernest Henley [Poetry]

    "Almost 150 years ago, in 1875, the late Victorian poet, William Ernest Henley, born in Gloucester, England, wrote the following while suffering from recurring illness. The poem has, ever since, inspired courage and strength in hearts."


    "Invictus" by William Ernest Henley


    Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole,

    I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul.

    In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud.

    Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed.

    Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the Horror of the shade,

    And yet the menace of the years Finds and shall find me unafraid.

    It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll,

    I am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul.

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    1 min
  • Life is amazing. And then it's awful - L.R. Knost [Quote]
    “Life is amazing. And then it's awful. And then it's amazing again. And in between the amazing and awful it's ordinary and mundane and routine. Breathe in the amazing, hold on through the awful, and relax and exhale during the ordinary. That's just living heartbreaking, soul-healing, amazing, awful, ordinary life. And it's breathtakingly beautiful.”


    ― L.R. Knost

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    1 min
  • Memory of My Father -Patrick Kavanagh
    Memory of My Father -Patrick KavanaghEvery old man I seeReminds me of my fatherWhen he had fallen in love with deathOne time when sheaves were gathered.That man I saw in Gardiner StreetStumble on the kerb was one,He stared at me half-eyed,I might have been his son.
    And I remember the musicianFaltering over his fiddleIn Bayswater, London.He too set me the riddle.
    Every old man I seeIn October-coloured weatherSeems to say to me"I was once your father."


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    1 min
  • Don't go far off - Pablo Neruda

    Don't go far off - Pablo Neruda


    Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --

    because -- I don't know how to say it: a day is long

    and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station

    when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.


    Don't leave me, even for an hour, because

    then the little drops of anguish will all run together,

    the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift

    into me, choking my lost heart.


    Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve on the beach;

    may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance.

    Don't leave me for a second, my dearest,


    because in that moment you'll have gone so far

    I'll wander mazily over all the earth, asking,

    Will you come back? Will you leave me here, dying?

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    2 min
  • And I'd Like To Think That if we never Speak Again!

    Author :- Catarine Hancock

    And I'd like to think that if we never speak again

    One day you'll look back on me fondly as someone

    Who didn't fear the future when they pictured you by their side I'd like to think you'll remember me as somebody who loved you the best they could

    Even if it wasn't always what you wanted or needed...

    I'd like to think you'll remember me as

    Somebody you could've spent your life with,

    If only the timing had been right

    If only we'd worked for it just a little bit harder.

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    1 min
  • Cord Cutting Mantra
    I release you with a full heart, with love for the place you once held in my life. May you be happy in the life you have chosen. I now take back all the energy that has been taken from me or that I have given away and I return the energy that I still hold from you. May I be free from the ties that bind us. May all cords be cut, transmuted and dissolved. May all energy return to its original sender with power, peace and forgiveness. I ask that this is complete and sealed now. So it is.


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    1 min

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A collection of Short Stories, Affirmations and Quotes to relax, meditate and fall asleep too. Delivered in a soothing Irish (Dublin) accent. Including Inspirational Short Stories and tales of…