Daily Archive: January 12, 2017

I killed him with love: Ode to a mouse

Originally posted on Cadence Collective: Long Beach Poets:
By Fernando Gallegos By Betsy Mars I socked him away, safe from escape, with warmth to the touch and softness – smelling of mouse pellets…

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A Love Letter to Persephone

Originally posted on The Wayward Alchemist:
Persephone, Wife, mine, Sweetling, Meadow. Meet me in a night-clipsed Shadow Gods–none Leaves–dead rustle, rustle, None can see what you and me are making in the leaves…

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Clear

Originally posted on Poet Girl Em:
reflection in the fogged over bathroom mirror hot shower steaming her tender skin red she fantasizes of a man who doesn’t exist approaching and briefly for a…

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Lavender

Originally posted on Poet Girl Em:
“What does the air in Italy smell like?” she asked. He, the American writer in Naples, replied, “…Of lavender and damp ancient clay.” She fell hard. His…

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“I remember you”

I remember you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we must return to the beginning. To find the missing person in the mirror looking back.   I remember you. The summer days were… Continue reading

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“The silent sea”

The silent sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry The ocean, memories and old dreams.                          The silent sea We can be humble by true beauty. Life can weaved us to places and situations.… Continue reading

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Inheritance

Shhh… Tread softly … Listen… There are stories hidden here. Threads of you and yours and theirs before. Waiting, Whispering, Begging, Such wisdom to be extracted. Here they rest, … Source: Inheritance

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“She had Angels wings upback”

She had Angels wings upon her back Her long auburn hair rolled down her long slender back. The tattoos Angel awoke secret dreams and nightmares. Her tattoos rolled down from soft neck to… Continue reading

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Loycilla’s Canvas

Originally posted on Woke-Aholic :
Her beauty was sewn from the Same cloth as pheromones. She was one of only two pieces God ever painted by hand. Her eyes were intricate like A phoenix’s…

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“The sea and the chess game”

The sea and the chess game A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry from 1993 with a re-write                                The sea and the chess game Old Poet set-up the chess game and I… Continue reading

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