Earth – Our only Home

Originally posted on Scribbled Verse:
Earth – Our only Home … When shall we awaken from our inebriated sleep, to hear the pangs of pain that our mother Earth does weep? When shall…

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My Easter Prayer – No more war

My Easter Prayer Dear Lord. Johnnie is very tire and concern. A rough year for us. Easter is tomorrow and we need the lessons of Jesus. All of us, need to stop. Pray… Continue reading →

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‘My wild Texas rose

My wild Texas rose   Kind mistress night brought her to me. The Austin, Texas bars brought people from all places together. When the moon took over the night sky. People from different… Continue reading →

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‘Dreaming of Scotland

Dreaming of Scotland   She was as pretty as a picture, fate had brought her to me at a dark tavern in Germany. Her raging brown eyes and auburn hair across gentle and… Continue reading →

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Poem – Beautiful Belle

Originally posted on Red Moon Diary:
? Beautiful Belle ~for my daughter BJC on her 34th birthday ? Beautiful Belle of red blood and divine light Battling strangulation in the womb As the…

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The black night

  The black night and the shadow dance A long time ago in the late night hours of Tubingen, Germany. You and I were wild and free. The yearly Summer festival was alive… Continue reading →

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“You are my ocean”

You are my ocean   My first love was the sea. Uncontrolled and free. I danced with her, as a child. I fell into her waves and I felt the safety of her… Continue reading →

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“SUNRISE YELLOW”

Originally posted on Ellie belfiglio:
In a far off land- Beauty grows on a hillside, in a forest! A sea of azure blue- Delights all who wonder by… And close at hand, A…

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in my favorite dream

Originally posted on House of Heart:
cautiously we walk  on a snow swept  sidewalk. Safe inside, your arms shield me from  the chaotic traffic. Steadfast against you I fixate on your impossibly sexy voice…

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Her garden

Her garden A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Her garden I loved her from a-far, she was a true beauty. She loved working in her garden and she loved her roses and… Continue reading →

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