Still Paris
Originally posted on American Girl in Wales:
Why is it France that sometimes beckons me Paris whispers, I ?wave, and she cries, Listening to sounds of her calling us back Waves of leaving…
Originally posted on American Girl in Wales:
Why is it France that sometimes beckons me Paris whispers, I ?wave, and she cries, Listening to sounds of her calling us back Waves of leaving…
Originally posted on Siren Whispers:
I am passionate I am passionate about many things My children Their intelligence, humor, laughter, kindness Their beautiful souls Words The reading, the writing The gifting of and…
Originally posted on Siren Whispers:
Feminine to the core she bears her sensuality quietly but passionately. Her pale skin striking against the jewelled color of her bondage. Emerald in tapestry. No frippery to detract simple…
Beautiful and hopeful poetry by a talented writer. Please read and enjoy.
Be flexible branches not 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 flexible branches not… Continue reading
Originally posted on forgottenmeadows:
image copyright neha 2016 ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Hello Everyone, This collaboration is initiated by my talented friend Michael (M. Zane McClellan)…
Originally posted on forgottenmeadows:
Hello Everyone, My heart is saddened to see what continues to go on in this world…but we must continue to find hope and spread peace and do what we…
The threshold A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can be given motivation by the words of great poets. Thank you Rene Salinas for loaning me a verse. “The threshold, wide and the appearance… Continue reading
Love conquered all A Poem by Coyote Poetry Must know love and kindness to know joy and happiness. Love conquered all Lovers drowning in the amorous of sweet kiss, long embrace… Continue reading
Originally posted on Literature Is My Porn:
Nobody told me How hard this would be. Nobody told me That being methodical Won’t help me, Not this time. * That, charts and graphs On…