<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></title><description><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link><image><url>http://direct.ecency.com/logo512.png</url><title>RSS Feed</title><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link></image><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Fri, 08 May 2026 11:50:55 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="http://direct.ecency.com/@mickey12794/rss" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Part 8 of A Piece of the Breadcrumb Trail: Poetry]]></title><description><![CDATA[#19 A quiet assurance descends Into my room. I could talk of experience And teachers and the accumulation Of pioneers expertise But rather I want to say how calm it feels, To feel and to know, Not quite]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@mickey12794/part-8-of-a-piece-of-the-breadcrumb-trail-poetry</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@mickey12794/part-8-of-a-piece-of-the-breadcrumb-trail-poetry</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[mickey12794]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 19 Sep 2017 23:38:48 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Part 7 of A Piece of the Breadcrumb Trail: Poetry]]></title><description><![CDATA[#14 Unkempt in my apartment With dirty dishes pilling I roll over from sleep Grab my half smoked cigarette From last night and light it up. Drearily I amble to the bathroom And piss out long and yellow,]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@mickey12794/part-7-of-a-piece-of-the-breadcrumb-trail-poetry</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@mickey12794/part-7-of-a-piece-of-the-breadcrumb-trail-poetry</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[mickey12794]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 18 Sep 2017 20:46:33 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Part 6 of A Piece of the Breadcrumb Trail: Poetry]]></title><description><![CDATA[#13 I’m wary, A crumpled mass Amidst the decadence That precedes gout. An airborne allergen Recycling without end Back into my lungs, Ravaged by shaking beliefs And self-pitying agony That purees into]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@mickey12794/part-6-of-a-piece-of-the-breadcrumb-trail-poetry</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@mickey12794/part-6-of-a-piece-of-the-breadcrumb-trail-poetry</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[mickey12794]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 17 Sep 2017 19:13:00 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Part of A Piece of the Breadcrumb Trail: Poetry]]></title><description><![CDATA[#12 I think to myself, Live and breathe poetry, Become poetry itself, Become truth and beauty personified For the sake only because Of a deep and encompassing love For truth and beauty. As an homage, A]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@mickey12794/part-of-a-piece-of-the-breadcrumb-trail-poetry</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@mickey12794/part-of-a-piece-of-the-breadcrumb-trail-poetry</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[mickey12794]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 16 Sep 2017 01:41:03 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Part 4 of A Piece of the Breadcrumb Trail: Poetry]]></title><description><![CDATA[#10 The fragile essence that lay intimately In my infancy had drifted off, Gone forever I thought, Lost in a tangle of broken memories Shadowed by disease. How naïve. The silent ember of immutable eternals]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@mickey12794/part-4-of-a-piece-of-the-breadcrumb-trail-poetry</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@mickey12794/part-4-of-a-piece-of-the-breadcrumb-trail-poetry</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[mickey12794]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 15 Sep 2017 02:41:39 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Day 3 of A Piece of the Breadcrumb Trail: Poetry]]></title><description><![CDATA[#5 New years day, A day spent with my mind, A silent contemplation Accented by music and dance. The smell of rosemary and thyme Fog up my apartment windows As potatoes boil, A practice in practicing. Advice]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@mickey12794/day-3-of-a-piece-of-the-breadcrumb-trail-poetry</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@mickey12794/day-3-of-a-piece-of-the-breadcrumb-trail-poetry</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[mickey12794]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 14 Sep 2017 01:01:57 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Day 2 of A Piece of the Breadcrumb Trail: Rebirth]]></title><description><![CDATA[#2 I have been birthed and reborn A thousand times or more Each life bringing with it Pain and sorrow But also A little something more. In dying so many times My mind gets lost, But each time somehow My]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@mickey12794/day-2-of-a-piece-of-the-breadcrumb-trail-rebirth</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@mickey12794/day-2-of-a-piece-of-the-breadcrumb-trail-rebirth</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[mickey12794]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 13 Sep 2017 00:32:12 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[First Day Sober: #1 of Poetry Series]]></title><description><![CDATA[Beginning a daily series where I post a poem a day from my second collection of poems "A Piece of the Breadcrumb Trail". I will take you through the entirety of the book day by day and hopefully]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@mickey12794/first-day-sober-1-of-poetry-series</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@mickey12794/first-day-sober-1-of-poetry-series</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[mickey12794]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 11 Sep 2017 17:10:39 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/62PdCouTvNPDuXRaduVYiCb9hxbZWDcAb1acVYBWS9Mt1bQTMqcguAG5yvCmVB4gJwitxvdh8kzLRHV8QdPDrTgwf6njS35ZdAdxVLxXGXrgZ6W?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[#85]]></title><description><![CDATA[#85 Chamomile tea with some red lighting, The guitar man, closed eyes, explores eternity, A few clap, a four man band, Drums, sax, guitar, and keys, Like rain drops falling Building a running stream]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@mickey12794/85</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@mickey12794/85</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[mickey12794]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 07 Jul 2017 18:26:03 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/8SzwQc8j2KJb4ARrxQxCjX4jizub4U5CAK3WwB89okXjwzzRDA6arHHwp3dckcrrz7NJhyJZ8bQwTmugGBFauJBxxTNuHZvKqNtNNV2gdcwBZtDezEA?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[#7 A Poem For Them]]></title><description><![CDATA[#7 There have been remarkable women in my life as I collided through, tumbling down the hill. At times burning like a forest fire passing over a small village or coming softly and nigh but imperceptibly]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@mickey12794/7-a-poem-for-them</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@mickey12794/7-a-poem-for-them</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[mickey12794]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 06 Jul 2017 22:21:03 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/8SzwQc8j2KJb4ARrxQxCjX4jizub4U5CAK3WwB89rc4A5K15irKnab9ULXJuq79gtBQAPZYmrxjzqivEhvDRH5EMPEX9MGXSewNUZAWNBgk2xD5AS7Y?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[A Muse is Wonderful, Yet a Muse is so Much More than a Muse]]></title><description><![CDATA[#66 What it would be like to abandon myself to you, To meet you head on Melding conquest and submission. To take you, for a night, To satisfy you, To listen and trace your body, To give in to you, To let]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@mickey12794/a-muse-is-wonderful-yet-a-muse-is-so-much-more-than-a-muse</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@mickey12794/a-muse-is-wonderful-yet-a-muse-is-so-much-more-than-a-muse</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[mickey12794]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 29 Jun 2017 22:41:57 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/RGgukq5E6HBS5wvERDA3ZF4P2WKQy2VoZZet1QV2URBrdaNDtE5RmuJqmXcuqNABzABcqcrrW95wLSPWiRNAM4pE7R7yV2iyt4uenbvGcWcsM4VtonfWxFSVWubQ9ft?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Hello Steemit Community! Lyonrah here, aspiring poet, excited to get involved!]]></title><description><![CDATA[Hello Steemit, my name is Mickey but I tend to go by Lyonrah (lee-own-rah) for my work and I'm super excited to jump into this budding community and share what I have with all of you! A little about me,]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/introduceyourself/@mickey12794/hello-steemit-community-lyonrah-here-aspiring-poet-excited-to-get-involved</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/introduceyourself/@mickey12794/hello-steemit-community-lyonrah-here-aspiring-poet-excited-to-get-involved</guid><category><![CDATA[introduceyourself]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[mickey12794]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 29 Jun 2017 00:38:39 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/32FTXiZsHoAWXDGUT6XfPTLRBbYW7TUFpRSTArzFnDz2k62qmA6x2zyDfyhSBcrgn2upGLNgfUuj42zFjhN9m78hxSVw3GYTMtTZPUEYitAL2EPepdruxejrYovpn6B7FhyK9LiurR5bpuCa?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item></channel></rss>