Tinnie Moe

Rookie - 482 Points [Tinnie Moe] (01/02/1984 / Tienen, Belgium)

Tinnie Moe Poems

1. My Little Drac' 4/21/2015
2. The Nick Of Time 4/21/2015
3. Toddler Serious 4/21/2015
4. Avery Avery! ! 4/21/2015
5. Impossible Fences 4/21/2015
6. Scent - Man's Love 4/21/2015
7. A Vessel To A Ship 4/21/2015
8. A Boar At Full Moon 4/21/2015
9. Whole Of Oblivion 4/21/2015
10. Dutchess De Sade 4/21/2015
11. Tears 4/26/2015
12. Not A Deep Vast Sea 4/26/2015
13. Virtues - All 7 Of'Em 4/26/2015
14. Do U See 4/26/2015
15. Barren Hiraeth 5/23/2015
16. Within 5/26/2015
17. Of Branches And Bark 5/26/2015
18. Forget Forgotten 5/27/2015
19. Reblown 5/30/2015
20. Force Of Life 10/4/2015
21. Places 11/4/2015
22. A Home On The Belgium 11/4/2015
23. Gasp 7/22/2015
24. Some Last Words 5/24/2015

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  • Tinnie Moe Tinnie Moe (4/26/2015 10:27:00 AM)

    Tinneke Moe is not my birth name
    it's a childish wink at Poe.
    wanted to be a pathologist,
    but got into arts first
    drawing sketches, eating paint
    Create kindness and respect
    Urbex fascinates as so all deadly sins in a row
    Reading and writing to ease the mind,
    together with good drone and lovely wine
    No I'm lying, it's supposed to be whiskey and gin
    But for the worth of rhyming, i'd let a lie in...
    Open the portals of Earth's history
    and let your fantasy begin!

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Best Poem of Tinnie Moe

Some Last Words

In the deepest morning of Gaia's green
in the deepest yearning of all unseen
there lies a harsh mourning vast
it seems

Remember yet our Hopidreams

Of all the touches on a mother's flesh
the first steps made by this
little fleshy lumps of knees their path wade

How these little blued eyes of mine
and your would have an own shine to soul
The babysteps it would take too soon
for it cheers our feelings to rake
How its smell would combine
the perfume of yours and mine

How it'll grow all over time
and launch a laughter after ...

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The Nick Of Time

There in a moment
I floath over
sunrayed flowered fields
and paralysed
my fierce and brave childhood dreams

There in a moment
warm and hairy winds of green and moisture

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