Monthly Archive: September, 2018

Refuge.

Originally posted on Phoebe, MD: Medicine & Poetry:
Like arid petals stirred by Zephyr’s cries,  your words have kindled a dying flame… So let storms be borne of  Sahara’s hands while I hide…

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The simple rules

(The simple rules A Poem by Coyote Poetry If we show respect to all people. Love the land. Led with kindness and love. This world would be a better place.)   The simple… Continue reading

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The song of the living’

The song of the living   The song of the living, the song of the dead Songs sung to celebrate life and death.   I knew a Scotland beauty. She was a rare… Continue reading

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‘The waltz of the Angels

The waltz of the Angels   I told the barkeeper. Keep the long Island ice teas coming, sunday morning is a-coming. I need to be blinded by the morning. He gave me a… Continue reading

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‘The raging water’

The raging water   I see your bare skin laying alone and I’m writing though-out the night just words into the stream of the internet, forgetting the once powerful need for your body… Continue reading

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A stranger

[youtube https://www.youtube.com/w       Just a ghost in my house   Once brave man, hold silence near. Once brave man wanted to save his world. Old world had stolen his laughter. Once… Continue reading

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Beautiful girl

Beautiful girl   She danced a circle dance for the moon and the stars. Her hair flowed freely in the warm nightly breeze. I told the kind moon and the stars, thank you… Continue reading

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#RomanticTuesday: Love Is In Us

Originally posted on Syl65's Blog:
Love knows no color Love is not blind It sees all things beautiful in you It is the path that leads to truth Love moves mountains Love…

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I dream of you

I dream of you   I remember Paris. You were in your perfect place and free. Your mind running wild in the beauty of the old city of Paris. The kind, City of… Continue reading

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Love me wrong, love me right

Love me wrong, love me right   We met in New York city on Wednesday. Once friends, now strangers. She loved the Chelsea hotel and we would find a tavern near. Talk of… Continue reading

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