Isabella✨Moon

*I am not a Saint & do not play one on twitter✨LOVE is a Verb✨In the depth of winter, I finally learned that there was in me..an invincible summer~Camus

[Isabella✨Moon @Bella_Whispers]

“@Paint_It_Poetry: @Bella_Whispers thank you lovely x”*YVW love!...and Thank You for the follow and RTs!😉

[john matthew @jdubqca]

beautiful rain ~
soft and intoxicating ~
pour me another
#haiku

[Isabella✨Moon @Bella_Whispers]

*Those times when accepting who/how someone is, means accepting that who/how that someone is, doesn't belong in our life #soulwhisper✨

[Isabella✨Moon @Bella_Whispers]

We must be willing to let go of the life we planned...so as to have the life that is waiting for us ~Joseph Campbell🌟

[Isabella✨Moon @Bella_Whispers]

*I do not mind, if I am not shown appreciation...but I do mind, being shown a lack of appreciation #soulwhisper✨

[Isabella✨Moon @Bella_Whispers]

"This pain, is not a dying pain...it's a healing pain...a victory pain. You won. We won" ~ Dr. Derek Shepard (Grey's Anatomy)

[Isabella✨Moon @Bella_Whispers]

@sfrizwan *THANK U dear ones. PEACE2ALL💟 @isabeldelatorr8 @Mak_pk @afcoory @shonaarchana @Radznanda @chinneolhungdim @Wyrde @ShannonGrissom

[haikueveryday @haikueveryday]

A single leaf
blows away
forever lost and gray.

[Willy Shakes @IAM_SHAKESPEARE]

But my intents are fix'd, and will not leave me. Exit

[haikueveryday @haikueveryday]

Summer winds
smell of you
everywhere.

[Willy Shakes @IAM_SHAKESPEARE]

Till their own scorn return to them unnoted

[Zarin (زریں) @zarsh]

What you seek is seeking you ~ Rumi

[Clarissa O. Clemens @ClarissaClemens]

"...Breeze tickling naked skin~Touch my mind move within..." #BuzzingBee #ThePoeticDiaryOfLoveAndChange http://t.co/sSvRVvHRUN

[Positively Wyrde - Bauke Kamstra @Wyrde]

.
These nights of heat
red turning black

fitful electric flash
limned worn hills

drinking
swimming
in sweat.

#micropoetry

[Positively Wyrde - Bauke Kamstra @Wyrde]

.
Depths in sleep
we never wanted

a place of no release

swelling
reeking

the slow creep of the
odors

of pent despair.

#micropoetry