Daily Archive: May 16, 2020

Man Has Made Quite A Mess Of Things…

Originally posted on Toni Roberts' Photojournal of Self-Transformation:
Flowers On Window Altar – Arrangement/Photography by Toni Roberts Gaia is now cleaning House… The Planet is re–Ordering ItSelf… And NO…It does not need your…

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Everyone is a river…

Everyone is a river A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem, for new book, The Island.                                     … Continue reading

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We lies, we died and I still wanted you…

We lies, we died and I still wanted you We lay in a bed of mercy, you and I, we bleed-out all the kindness we once knew. You told me often, “my soldier,… Continue reading

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Forgive me, my darling… ~Dedicated to E.

Originally posted on The Waves of Poetry:
The Soul of the Rose by John William Waterhouse, 1908. Gather Ye Rosebuds While Ye May by John William Waterhouse, 1909. The Crystal Ball by John…

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In The Woods

Originally posted on Signs From the Other Side:
Photo by R.E. Howell The woods were my home. Unfettered freedom there. Leaping over fallen trees, Competing with no one but myself. Running until I was out of…

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The Crazy ones..

The crazy ones I remember you, you had fond desire for unplanned road trips. You loved the tequila and the lime at noon. You hated hotels and you loved sleeping by the sea… Continue reading

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Alone

Alone ———————————————————————————————— We can frolic in the sea and  be sun-kissed by the sun, we can dance and sing to the moon and the stars, we can be brave and allow our heart… Continue reading

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The ambrosia of the kiss and the touch…

  The ambrosia of the kiss and the touch We had pretty places, ancient city and the Swiss wines for us to drink. The Kind city of Basel, Switzerland  took us in and… Continue reading

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The Forget-Me-Not

Originally posted on Purplerays:
? ? When to the flowers so beautiful The Father gave a name, Back came a little blue-eyed one (All timidly it came); And standing at its Father’s feet,…

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I longed to write

Originally posted on Ethos Of Solitude:
One day I Placed a bookmarkOn the page I left to write,It was fridayAnd I forgot to write.I remember it was a novel,With the story of untameable…

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