Daily Archive: March 14, 2015

Always, Isn’t Forever

Powerful poetry and thoughts by a outstanding writer.

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Listen to my inner voice – part 2 –

Originally posted on paintings and adventures:
I have recorded some more of my poems. https://soundcloud.com/paintingsandadventures/there-is-a-world-in-which?in=paintingsandadventures/sets/paintings-and-adventures https://soundcloud.com/paintingsandadventures/alice-practicing-yoga?in=paintingsandadventures/sets/paintings-and-adventures https://soundcloud.com/paintingsandadventures/the-heart-as-the-centre-of-the-universe?in=paintingsandadventures/sets/paintings-and-adventures https://soundcloud.com/paintingsandadventures/the-portait-of-the-artist-as?in=paintingsandadventures/sets/paintings-and-adventures https://soundcloud.com/paintingsandadventures/colour-oracle?in=paintingsandadventures/sets/paintings-and-adventures https://soundcloud.com/paintingsandadventures/white-magnolias-and-madness?in=paintingsandadventures/sets/paintings-and-adventures https://soundcloud.com/paintingsandadventures/if-one-day-a-man-looking-like-jesus?in=paintingsandadventures/sets/paintings-and-adventures

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“Be an flexible branch than an dead root”

Be an flexible branch than an dead roots A Story by Coyote Poetry I learn the past is gone and today actions matter, by a New Orleans Tarot card reader.                             Be an… Continue reading

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At What Age Did You Lose Your Compassion?

Originally posted on Kayla Hunt Poetry:
At what age did you lose your compassion? At seven did that bully who pushed you on the playground teach you that some people are just mean.…

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Hope

Originally posted on Hortus Closus:
Painting by Jia Lu Hope and light vanished In the valley of delusion, The world fades to grey. The wanderers spread the flame, They restore a forgotten world.

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A thousand years

A thousand years A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love never die my friend. Just a place we must water and care for. A thousand years Where are you, my sweet lover? I searched for… Continue reading

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“The midnight hour”

You cross my mind in the midnight hours A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love is a wild dance. Leave us holding tightly. Hoping forever with the breaking dawn ready to end the perfect… Continue reading

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