Tim Vasquez

Living to Learn - learning to live ..
Studying podiatry. Poet, sometimes Chef .

[Tim Vasquez @tim_timvtimv2]

@shooaddict01 I appreciate your hour glass very much 😉

[Deborah 🖤 @debbiemc1547]

We are the blood
Thirst demons
That have hidden
In the shadows
For centuries
The savage beasts
That give the innocent
Nightmares

[Tim Vasquez @tim_timvtimv2]

@SugarRush @zumbopatisserie 😉 @shooaddict01 just the other day ➡Baby bo! Kingpin of the rolling pin. #pastryLovers

[Anchoress @roohishore]

You came to me
As deceitful as my shadow
To leave me alone In nowhere as no one
In light of last hope.

[A££¡€~Ms DarkS¡de{£oveIsNotBlind,ItsJustDeaf~££H} @LipstickAbuser]

The rain is angry
It burst from the clouds,☁️finally it lives only to die when it hits the ground 💦💔

[Ariel Poets @ArielPoets]

Poetry is the preservation of our history.

[Lord Byron @L0RD_BYRON]

she can wait patiently
love fiercely
endure uncertainty
finish brilliantly

[Ariel Poets @ArielPoets]

Before you badger a writer, ask yourself if you have the courage to do what they do.

[Scare crow @PCraucamp]

My soul, like my favorite jeans , torn

[Ariel Poets @ArielPoets]

A good poem leaves an impression.

[Ariel Poets @ArielPoets]

We are what we write.

[Ariel Poets @ArielPoets]

When you can't write, read. Go to a bookstore and explore.

[Marie @Darksun_always]

A highway
Wouldn't meet..
In this dark, serene beauty
Lose me here in this
Nature's heartbeat..
& I will stay planted
Loving the shadowy
embrace,
Seeping into me

Taking my breath
& giving it back to me

Ph/unknown

[Ariel Poets @ArielPoets]

Poetry is the art of turning something ugly into something beautiful.

[Ariel Poets @ArielPoets]

Dreams are poems we paint in the night. We awake, and then they settle into the day.

[Deborah 🖤 @debbiemc1547]

You will always
Ignite my flames
Of desire...

[Ariel Poets @ArielPoets]

Our journals are filled with future poems ready to be tapped.

[Tim Vasquez @tim_timvtimv2]

@Kibje13 Well wriiten ☻

[Broken @SteinmetzJude]

She left her words there
like offerings
all unknowing that the gods
that might once have heard them
were gone;
broken and ruined
by the horrors committed in their names