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Taylor H.
Life is a book. You are given a pen. Write your story. Hi! I'm Taylor. I'm a free verse writer And I enjoy cooking, books, and music.
Life is a book. You are given a pen. Write your story. Hi! I'm Taylor. I'm a free verse writer And I enjoy cooking, books, and music.
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The kind of love that lasts
Is the one you let go of,
Yet it comes running back to you.

©Taylor Huskey 2017

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The kind of love that lasts
Is the one you let go of,
Yet it comes running back to you.

©Taylor Huskey 2017

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Dance on the Horizon


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Can't you hear the drums drumming?
The horns aplenty raising their brazen voices?
The shouts and hoots of the people
Dancing on the horizon?

A celebration is in the air.
Singing and praising something
No one seems to care to name.
Songs of times and lives lived and love found.

Darkness paints the skies so dark,
But no darkness can dim this revelry.
Lights so soft, eyes are glimmers in the night.
Outshining the stars in their merriment.

Pain is forgotten, for at least a night.
Friends and others gather.
Remembering the other times like this party.
Comparing the experiences, and joking endlessly.

Love drowns out the noises of hate.
Life in its happy entirety spilling on the streets.
Memories stirring while others are made.
Old feuds and new shoved to the shadows.

Dance on the horizon and forget the darkness.
Light from the stars cannot depose us tonight.
People, voices and hands together,
Singing the anthem of festivity and liveliness.

©Taylor Huskey 2017

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Dance on the Horizon


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Can't you hear the drums drumming?
The horns aplenty raising their brazen voices?
The shouts and hoots of the people
Dancing on the horizon?

A celebration is in the air.
Singing and praising something
No one seems to care to name.
Songs of times and lives lived and love found.

Darkness paints the skies so dark,
But no darkness can dim this revelry.
Lights so soft, eyes are glimmers in the night.
Outshining the stars in their merriment.

Pain is forgotten, for at least a night.
Friends and others gather.
Remembering the other times like this party.
Comparing the experiences, and joking endlessly.

Love drowns out the noises of hate.
Life in its happy entirety spilling on the streets.
Memories stirring while others are made.
Old feuds and new shoved to the shadows.

Dance on the horizon and forget the darkness.
Light from the stars cannot depose us tonight.
People, voices and hands together,
Singing the anthem of festivity and liveliness.

©Taylor Huskey 2017

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Liquify


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A state of endlessness.
Blending seamlessly.
Edges sewed together
In the perfection of unity.
Blank and infinite.

Didn't that hurt you like touching fire?
The needle and thread
Piecing you back together.
What is perfection
When you've been torn apart?

A state of peace and tranquility.
Oneness of self.
Sacrificing the best
For good enough.
Unfazed and trained.

Doesn't that bother you?
Staying when others move.
Don't you want to take action?
What happened to your passion,
Your infinite rebellion against the rules?

A state of infallibility.
Pure and perfect.
Being beautiful as the snow
That falls in the winter.
Just as perfect.

Doesn't that freeze your heart?
When it's cold, what does nature demand?
When you're cold, do you not seek warmth?
What does your heart say?
Secrets fighting for survival.

A state of humility.
Bowing out to others.
Living and being for others.
Willing to serve and stand
For others who cannot.

Doesn't that get lonely?
Doesn't that tug your heart down?
Living for others.
What about you?
What is so humble about abandoning yourself?
You are your own beauty.
You are your own perfection.
Do not let others define you.
Live as you will.
If you find it hard and
You have discovered yourself as hard as ice,
I'll be there with warmth in abundance
To liquify your stone heart.
I'll be there to always be your peace and love.

©Taylor Huskey 2017

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Ooooooooooooo!!!!
Honey-Garlic Chicken & Veggie Skewers

INGREDIENTS
Marinade
3 tablespoons vegetable oil
⅓ cup honey
⅓ cup soy sauce
3 cloves garlic, minced
1 teaspoon pepper
Skewers
Wooden skewers
3 chicken breasts, cubed
1 red onion
2 red bell peppers
2 orange bell peppers
2 yellow bell peppers
Parsley
PREPARATION
1. Soak the skewers in water for 5–10 minutes and set aside.
If baking, preheat the oven to 400°F/200°C.
2. In a bowl with the chicken, add the ingredients for the marinade and mix until coated. Cover with plastic wrap and refrigerate for 30 minutes to 2 hours.
3. Prepare the vegetables by cutting them into 1-inch squares.
4. Assemble the skewers starting with the red onion, followed by the bell peppers and chicken.
5. Repeat three times.
6. Place the prepared skewers on a baking sheet and brush with remaining marinade.
7. Bake or grill for 20–30 minutes or until chicken is no longer pink.
8. Sprinkle with parsley and enjoy!
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A Wretch Like Me


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I am the impossibility of day
In the darkness of night.

I am the warmth in
The freezing depths of winter.

I am the endless sky in
The corner of a room.

I am the love you find
When all hope is lost.

I am the voice that speaks
When no voice can be heard.

I am the darkest storm
Who's center is paradise.

I am the ecstasy of the purest water
On the driest and most vile tongue.

I am the earthshattering love
Breaking down all walls and doubts.

I am the impressive show of talent
In a world no one knows about.

I am the brilliant creator and merciful god
In a dimension few have glimpsed.

I am the wrath of the sun,
And the gentle surrender of the Moon.

I dare say no one understands me,
But you somehow have seen
The cage I stuffed myself in.
A cage I once thought was my only hope
To be able to be in the world.
A sacrifice I chose to live with
So I could be with my loved ones.
A cage I have outgrown,
But I haven't opened the door.
You did.
Liberating all the conundrums I am.
And I fly as I am because you freed me.
A truth I hold in my deepest depths.
A reverence I feel when days are long,
Nights are longer,
Life is hard,
Love is harder,
And dreams are my only escape.
There I'll remember your act
That saved a wretch like me.

©Taylor Huskey 2017

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This song is so beautiful, and the video is visually stunning. Way to go Lana!

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Please tell me where you're finding these +Erin Young​. 🙏

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WHERE DO YOU FIND YOUR PICTURES +Erin Young​​??????!!!!! I am finally finding inspiration from pictures, and I'd like to have the pictures to write. Please??? 😭🙏
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