Naked on Cashmere

“Here’s To The Ones” by Christopher Poindexter here's to the oneswho give their love,energy,and essenceaway for the pleasureof others.to the oneswho are so purely selflessthey would rather sufferso that others do not have to.here's to the empaths.here's to the lost. Follow Christopher Poindexter @christopherpoindexter xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

You will findthat most of life’stoughestand more existentialquestionscan be solvedor indefinitely postponedby spending more timearound the people you love. xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

“Without this – there is nought –” by Emily DickinsonWithout this — there is nought —All other Riches beAs is the Twitter of a Bird —Heard opposite the Sea —I could not care — to gainA lesser than the Whole —For did not this include themself —As Seams — include the Ball?I wished a way might beMy Heart to subdivide —'Twould magnify — the Gratitude —And not reduce — the Gold — xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

She had an uncanny energy for lifethankful for every little miracle it bestowed—and it made herentirely impossibleto live without.xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

“Mumbling Down The Streets of New York” by Prince Neptune mumbling down the streets of new york I hear jazzechoing up from manholes in the groundsubway musicians hoofing their daily brass ecstasiesand all is cool and calm and finelike always Follow Prince Neptune @princeneptunepoet xx Atticus@atticuspoetrywww.atticuspoetry.com

I think sometimesof the great stories lostto old basements,floods,and fires,it makes me saduntilI think alsoof all the storiesnot yet made,in young minds,in full pens,and on papernot yet printed. Other Poems Read Today:"When You Are Old" by William Butler Yeats“Love Story” by Marisa J"I am Endless for it all” by Kayil YorkThank you to Native for sponsoring this week's episode. For 20% off your first purchase, visit nativedeodorant.com and use promo code ATTICUS during checkout.xx Atticus@atticuspoetrywww.atticuspoetry.com

Learn to linger in the beauty of life, every moment, every sunset, every smile— soak in the magnificence of everything that is already—and you will find what you’ve been searching for.  xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

“Leisure” by W. H. Davies What is this life if, full of care,We have no time to stand and stare. No time to stand beneath the boughsAnd stare as long as sheep or cows. No time to see, when woods we pass,Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass. No time to see, in broad daylight,Streams full of stars, like skies at night. No time to turn at Beauty’s glance,And watch her feet, how they can dance. No time to wait till her mouth canEnrich that smile her eyes began. A poor life this if, full of care,We have no time to stand and stare. xx Atticus@atticuspoetrywww.atticuspoetry.com

Don’t give up now,chances areyour best kissyour hardest laughand your greatest dayare still yet to come. xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

"Never Go By The Book" By Christopher Poindexter nevergo by the book.they will wantyou to,but you mustn't.if the lustis too strong,tear one pagefrom a hundred booksand make youown way.there is no formulafor life,no equationon how to bea human being. find your freedomand breathe there.drink there.love there. Follow Christopher Poindexter @christopherpoindexter xx Atticus@atticuspoetrywww.atticuspoetry.com

You stole pieces of mein all the love I gave youand never got back.Keep it nowit is my gift to youfor you will not get more—and that,my love,is my gift to me.xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

“You Are Good Enough” by JmStorm you are good enough.only you can set thatstandard.but realize that youmay have to walk alonefor a bit. because noteveryone will recognizeit. we all see the nightsky, but only a few ofus actually see the stars. Follow JmStorm @jmstormquotes xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

Put your hand on your heartThe old man saidin youthere is powerthere are ideasno one has ever thought ofthere is the strength to lovepurely and intenselyand to be loved backthere is the power to make people happyand to make people laughthe power to change livesand futuresdon’t ever forget that powerand don’t evergive up on it. Other Poems Read Today:"Still I Rise" by Maya Angelou“I Taught Myself To Live Simply” by Anna Akhmatova xx Atticus@atticuspoetrywww.atticuspoetry.com

She wasn’t happy or sad,in love or out of love,she was just thereexistingin the ebb and flow of life—and that was a dangerous place to bebut her worst mistakewas forgetting to rememberthere was more. xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

“The Death of Nature” by Prince Neptune A gentleman crouches beside a young boy drawing waves on thepavement, 100 years from now‘Son, if you can possibly begin to imagine, I’ll share with you myphotographs of the earth’ Follow Prince Neptune @princeneptunepoet xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

Don’t move an inchin this morning lightshould you smudgethe beautiful I seeI want to paint youevery curve with wordsand place youon the mantle of my soulas the forever memoryof dawn. xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

"To Memory" by Mary Elizabeth Coleridge  Strange Power, I know not what thou art,Murderer or mistress of my heart.I know I'd rather meet the blowOf my most unrelenting foeThan live---as now I live---to beSlain twenty times a day by thee. Yet, when I would command thee hence,Thou mockest at the vain pretence,Murmuring in mine ear a songOnce loved, alas! forgotten long;And on my brow I feel a kissThat I would rather die than miss. xx Atticus@atticuspoetrywww.atticuspoetry.com

Mon cœurmy heartyou are missing from meas noticeablyas if I wokewithout a legso far awayyou beatthat I must hobblethrough my daymissing you withmissing pieces.xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

“In Flanders Fields” by John McCrae In Flanders fields the poppies blowBetween the crosses, row on row,    That mark our place; and in the sky    The larks, still bravely singing, flyScarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days agoWe lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,    Loved and were loved, and now we lie,        In Flanders fields. Take up our quarrel with the foe:To you from failing hands we throw    The torch; be yours to hold it high.    If ye break faith with us who dieWe shall not sleep, though poppies grow        In Flanders fields. xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com

TodayI found an old bookon my shelvesI opened the pagesand smelled the smellsand for a momentmy mind forgot its place and timeas I walked into a cabinso many miles and years away—there was a fire onand the kettle played its tune.The sun was shiningand my family was therewaving me down to the beach—I can’t tell youhow incredible it isto be there nowwriting to youfrom the cabin of my youth. Other Poems Read Today:"I Remember, I Remember" by Thomas Hood“The Slow Room Of Decades” by Prince Neptune xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com