Daily Archive: January 9, 2017

Ruined

Originally posted on The Moon, the Sea, and Poetry:
Be careful, my love… my bones are fragile relics now; and only with velvet gloves, may you feel the story of pain that lingers…

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20170108 – Arts : Entre fêtes et jazz, les années 20 illustrées par Henry Patrick Raleigh

Originally posted on Pimpf : Drifting somewhere…:
L’illustrateur américain Henry Patrick Raleigh a créé dans sa carrière plus de 20 000 illustrations, la plupart commerciales pour son travail dans la publicité. Mais il en…

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Why children cry.

Originally posted on Cepit Momento:
? Beaten, battered, afflicted and abused. Today a child has to strive just like you Lost its innocence, street smart and savvy You’ve got more to fear from…

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I Swear Still To Love

Please read and enjoy the work of a talented writer.

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Moleskine-Toting Parvati

Originally posted on Rampant and Golden:
My hands are old. They have written the universe and back twice, grown cultures of mysteries in drawers and test tubes, forged sentences strong as steel and…

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Phoenix Sighting

Originally posted on Rampant and Golden:
Then she walked into the fire— clothed in the threads that karma uses to bind what we suffer with what we inspire, her silence worth its weight…

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Liar’s prayer

Liar’s prayer A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime little is better than nothing.                                       Lair’s… Continue reading

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Wanderlust

Wanderlust A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words   Wanderlust — Damn those eyes Pretty face, demanding loving eyes. Soft voice making me feel weak and captured. Soft touch of hands making me… Continue reading

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Memoria

Originally posted on Christina Strigas:
All my disappearing lives had a meeting last night. They obviously met in the deep ocean duh we were all naked we all had ancient Greek names we…

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“Wounded Angel”

Wounded Angel A Poem by Coyote Poetry     Wounded Angel My sad  friend. Please smile for me. Stay with me by the sea all night. Your world has fell apart. You don’t… Continue reading

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