Monthly Archive: February, 2019

We shall fall and we shall rise

We shall fall and rise ——————————————————— I listened to you, you are so damn pretty and you carry a heavy heart. I made you laugh and I told you. Naked heart and too… Continue reading

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Once upon a time- four chapters

Once upon a time A lone man is waiting for a friend. It is a hot Summer day in late June 2018. He is sitting by the lake at Stoney Creek. He watched… Continue reading

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‘leftover wine’

Leftover wine   Once, you and I, we tried to catch the wind. Once, you and I, tried to touch the clouds. We marvel at our world and we danced freely with the… Continue reading

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‘My great love’

(My great love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Pain of love lost must disappear into the wind.)   My great love   Do we support to love but once?   Where have my… Continue reading

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‘Recollections’

Recollections ————————————————————————————————————————- Kellie I was intoxicated by you. My beautiful dark eyes muse, you made me beg for seconds of time, to be near you. You were a wild spirit tempting life, leaving… Continue reading

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‘Mercy me’

Mercy me   We are dancing slow and easy to the blues, her body moving and grooving to the sound. Her eyes are closed, her shoes are off and her hips are feeling… Continue reading

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Individual

Originally posted on joe's blog:
We or i…. I’m a individual of my own no matter what no matter how no matter when .. but in the end I’m an individual to…

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Can You love A Wild Woman

Originally posted on Kristina Taylor:
i want the sweet. i ache of tamarind. i sweat in spice. i speak in fires. i sing with my spine. i start my prayers with kisses on…

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‘Just might’

Just might She gave me a kind smile as we danced the Texas two-step. She whispered in my wanting hears. “Dear Johnnie. People are foolish. They long to stay and long to escape… Continue reading

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cemetery of lovers past

Originally posted on The Lonely Author:
cemetery of lovers past A shadow exhales Her breath of life is a white mist that lingers like cumulus clouds on a windless day a bell tolls…

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