Faded Romantic
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© Published novelist writing as Faded Romantic .
Art: F Perez & R Campbell
Literature Music Art Travel Nature Wine Beauty
© Published novelist writing as Faded Romantic .
Art: F Perez & R Campbell
Sleep
is no cure
for wanting
is no cure
for wanting
November 30, 2025 at 7:17 PM
Sleep
is no cure
for wanting
is no cure
for wanting
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midnight walk
under poetry
sonnets and similes
haikus and symmetry
I might find you tucked
between the lines
#bedroomeyes
under poetry
sonnets and similes
haikus and symmetry
I might find you tucked
between the lines
#bedroomeyes
November 30, 2025 at 6:37 PM
midnight walk
under poetry
sonnets and similes
haikus and symmetry
I might find you tucked
between the lines
#bedroomeyes
under poetry
sonnets and similes
haikus and symmetry
I might find you tucked
between the lines
#bedroomeyes
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November 30, 2025 at 7:12 PM
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Thou shalt not pretend that you're at war with drug traffickers while pardoning drug traffickers.
November 30, 2025 at 3:51 PM
Thou shalt not pretend that you're at war with drug traffickers while pardoning drug traffickers.
I will wrap you safe
and dangerous
in my darkness
and take you
where no one
will ever find us
and dangerous
in my darkness
and take you
where no one
will ever find us
November 30, 2025 at 4:43 PM
I will wrap you safe
and dangerous
in my darkness
and take you
where no one
will ever find us
and dangerous
in my darkness
and take you
where no one
will ever find us
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November 30, 2025 at 4:10 PM
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wasting time
shoeless and
a sunshade
sand gathers
between tiny
toes
warm and grainy
I keep walking
each step. grounding
each wink of sun,
healing
I stay watching the
ocean swallow the sun
as a dreamy moon rises
OProinntigh
shoeless and
a sunshade
sand gathers
between tiny
toes
warm and grainy
I keep walking
each step. grounding
each wink of sun,
healing
I stay watching the
ocean swallow the sun
as a dreamy moon rises
OProinntigh
November 30, 2025 at 1:58 PM
wasting time
shoeless and
a sunshade
sand gathers
between tiny
toes
warm and grainy
I keep walking
each step. grounding
each wink of sun,
healing
I stay watching the
ocean swallow the sun
as a dreamy moon rises
OProinntigh
shoeless and
a sunshade
sand gathers
between tiny
toes
warm and grainy
I keep walking
each step. grounding
each wink of sun,
healing
I stay watching the
ocean swallow the sun
as a dreamy moon rises
OProinntigh
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Ed Sandoval ~
1945 -
House in Western Landscape
1995
Oil on canvas.
1945 -
House in Western Landscape
1995
Oil on canvas.
November 30, 2025 at 4:37 PM
Ed Sandoval ~
1945 -
House in Western Landscape
1995
Oil on canvas.
1945 -
House in Western Landscape
1995
Oil on canvas.
He has woken
something inside her
she knows
will never sleep again
something inside her
she knows
will never sleep again
November 29, 2025 at 4:53 PM
He has woken
something inside her
she knows
will never sleep again
something inside her
she knows
will never sleep again
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One of my favorite Douglas Adams quotes:
“All opinions are not equal. Some are a very great deal more robust, sophisticated, and well supported in logic and argument than others.”
More timely today than ever, don't you think? 💙
#WritingCommunity #WriteSky #BookSky
“All opinions are not equal. Some are a very great deal more robust, sophisticated, and well supported in logic and argument than others.”
More timely today than ever, don't you think? 💙
#WritingCommunity #WriteSky #BookSky
November 28, 2025 at 10:30 PM
One of my favorite Douglas Adams quotes:
“All opinions are not equal. Some are a very great deal more robust, sophisticated, and well supported in logic and argument than others.”
More timely today than ever, don't you think? 💙
#WritingCommunity #WriteSky #BookSky
“All opinions are not equal. Some are a very great deal more robust, sophisticated, and well supported in logic and argument than others.”
More timely today than ever, don't you think? 💙
#WritingCommunity #WriteSky #BookSky
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Martin Lewis, “Bay Windows” (1929), drypoint and sand ground, 19.9 x 30 cm.
November 28, 2025 at 6:34 PM
Martin Lewis, “Bay Windows” (1929), drypoint and sand ground, 19.9 x 30 cm.
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November 29, 2025 at 11:40 AM
I want my pulse
inside you
inside you
November 28, 2025 at 5:50 PM
I want my pulse
inside you
inside you
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barefoot on cool sand
a pebble shifts underfoot
the world tilts a bit
#dailyhaikuprompt (pebble)
#5amwritersclub
#writingcommunity
#haiku
a pebble shifts underfoot
the world tilts a bit
#dailyhaikuprompt (pebble)
#5amwritersclub
#writingcommunity
#haiku
November 28, 2025 at 10:34 AM
barefoot on cool sand
a pebble shifts underfoot
the world tilts a bit
#dailyhaikuprompt (pebble)
#5amwritersclub
#writingcommunity
#haiku
a pebble shifts underfoot
the world tilts a bit
#dailyhaikuprompt (pebble)
#5amwritersclub
#writingcommunity
#haiku
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Raoul Dufy
Arlequín Rouge et blanche au violon, 1945-46.
Arlequín Rouge et blanche au violon, 1945-46.
November 28, 2025 at 8:58 AM
Raoul Dufy
Arlequín Rouge et blanche au violon, 1945-46.
Arlequín Rouge et blanche au violon, 1945-46.
I have spent forever
trying to define
beauty
but then you do it
just by being
you
trying to define
beauty
but then you do it
just by being
you
November 27, 2025 at 5:05 PM
I have spent forever
trying to define
beauty
but then you do it
just by being
you
trying to define
beauty
but then you do it
just by being
you
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Roger Eastwood (British, 1942 – 2013). A Wet Sunday in Stalybridge (1984, oil on board).
November 27, 2025 at 12:09 PM
Roger Eastwood (British, 1942 – 2013). A Wet Sunday in Stalybridge (1984, oil on board).
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the artist
worships
in the church
of shadow
and light,
where each
square inch
of skin is the
entire sky...
an offering
to the canvas
of dreams
worships
in the church
of shadow
and light,
where each
square inch
of skin is the
entire sky...
an offering
to the canvas
of dreams
November 27, 2025 at 4:32 PM
the artist
worships
in the church
of shadow
and light,
where each
square inch
of skin is the
entire sky...
an offering
to the canvas
of dreams
worships
in the church
of shadow
and light,
where each
square inch
of skin is the
entire sky...
an offering
to the canvas
of dreams
I will find
the heart of you
if the beat
is loud enough
and you
are brave enough
to be found
the heart of you
if the beat
is loud enough
and you
are brave enough
to be found
November 26, 2025 at 4:16 PM
I will find
the heart of you
if the beat
is loud enough
and you
are brave enough
to be found
the heart of you
if the beat
is loud enough
and you
are brave enough
to be found
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November 26, 2025 at 3:32 PM
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How could it be enough?
Perhaps enough is simply
another figment of our
insatiability?
Typing up stanzas
so they can exist
and then deleting them
because while they needed
freedom from my mind
I don't need a keepsake
of them for all time
#poetry
Perhaps enough is simply
another figment of our
insatiability?
Typing up stanzas
so they can exist
and then deleting them
because while they needed
freedom from my mind
I don't need a keepsake
of them for all time
#poetry
November 26, 2025 at 3:11 PM
How could it be enough?
Perhaps enough is simply
another figment of our
insatiability?
Typing up stanzas
so they can exist
and then deleting them
because while they needed
freedom from my mind
I don't need a keepsake
of them for all time
#poetry
Perhaps enough is simply
another figment of our
insatiability?
Typing up stanzas
so they can exist
and then deleting them
because while they needed
freedom from my mind
I don't need a keepsake
of them for all time
#poetry
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November 26, 2025 at 3:23 PM
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November 26, 2025 at 11:23 AM