Monthly Archive: March, 2019

Big Sur, a dreaming

              (Big Sur, 1993)   Big Sur a-dreaming.   A un-mark road with a small sign will lead you to a hidden beach on Highway 1, a… Continue reading

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The beauty and the sea

The beauty and the sea   You saved me. You waited for me by the blessed Pacific ocean and you turned to me. You looked at me with your sea blue eyes and… Continue reading

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Some verbal poetry- Ojibwa prayer

 

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Never enough whiskey she told me

Never enough whiskey she told me   Pretty girl drank alone, once we great lovers and now we have become strangers seeking nothing. I told her, damn tavern is place to die, dear… Continue reading

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Thwart Democracy at your peril

Originally posted on arwenaragornstar:
This is going to be one of those posts: an unpopular one on WordPress. I don’t care, I’m hungover but I have a few jumbled thoughts I want to…

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Love story

Love story   You were going to be a dancer, a poet, going to save our world. I was content to be in the reflection of your eyes. I told you often dear… Continue reading

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The bud stands for all things,

Originally posted on Purplerays:
“ The budstands for all things,even for those things that don’tflower,For everything flowers,From within,Of self-blessing;Though sometimes it is necessaryTo reteach a thing its loveliness,To put a hand on its…

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No. 291 Aetna

Originally posted on Collecting Coffee:
Aetna the Sicilian Nymph… Was no push over… As a mom..to her son…. Zeus … The god of geysers and hot springs.. Known for his.. Angry outbursts…. She…

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Spring poetry- Grandfather roses

Grandfather’s rose bushes   My grandfather loved his roses. He would care for them and ensure they survived the Winter. He was a story-teller and he loved his story of the roses.  … Continue reading

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Spring poetry- You are my Spring time.

You are my Spring time   Cold days and colder nights, heavy clothing burden, I shall forget. You stand in the April sun, showing me, tender shoulders blessed by the sun and your… Continue reading

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