Emily Dickenson has always captivated me. I find myself, as she once did, writing down thoughts, feelings and dreams that run through my mind. Joyous, dark, and deep...
Enjoy a few pieces from my journal:
"Follow the whispers into the night, for there is beauty in her darkness."
"Spoken words from soft eyes, her wisdom resides in her silence."
"She smelled of star dust, with eyes as deep as the universe."
"To see beauty in strength,
One must find beauty in balance,
where darkness meets light."
-Nichole A. Korb
About the Creator
Nichole A Korb
"Follow the whispers into the night, for there is beauty in her darkness."
As complex of a soul that I am, I genuinely find gratitude in the emotional, meaningful expression of art. Poetry and drawing are my chosen avenues of indulgence.
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