humans without borders.

Originally posted on I didn't have my glasses on….:
yes, this.  — “humans without borders, that’s what the world needs – beings of conscience and courage, with no rigidity of religion, gender,…

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When the war is over

When the war is over ————————————————————————————————————– I haven’t been right, maybe I won’t be right again, I left war and war found me. Friends faces are hanging with me, a heavy sadness. My… Continue reading →

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Postcard #18: Singing the Blues in New Orleans

Originally posted on Postcards From Myself:
I stop the car at the edge of a small town. From the corner, I can hear the trumpet blare, the owner taking deliberately slow breaths to…

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Black as the night..

 Black as the night. I watched her dance alone to the holy Jazz songs. Simmering words make her body move slow and easy to the songs. I know to keep my distance. She… Continue reading →

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Waves

Originally posted on The Broken Quill:
We are like waves That crash upon the shore Only to be taken in By the sand’s embrace Absorbed into its gentle grace Some of us Are…

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Untitled 02

Originally posted on The Broken Quill:
Bring to me Unbridled truths Hidden behind The confession booths Of your tormented soul Bring to me Your naked yearning Your lust, burning With a fever  And…

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Pretty face, don’t mean pretty heart…

Pretty face, don’t mean pretty heart. She was so damn pretty and she moved through life like a panther in the free forest on the hunt. Her eyes were black as coal and… Continue reading →

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Hey brother, hey sister…

Hey brother, hey sister I remember young men and women. Living, loving, drinking and dancing. Living life fearlessly without regret. Hey brothers, hey sisters. I remember you. We were hopeful, foolish and were… Continue reading →

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Bodhisattva Prayer For Humanity.

Originally posted on Purplerays:
? ? ? May I be a guard for those who need protection,A guide for those on the path,A boat, a raft, a bridge for those who wish to…

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Sin, gin and skin..

Sin, gin and skin We were the Tuesday night poets, we shared words with the writers and the poets, we shared words with the lonely at the Irish tavern at Pacific Grove. You… Continue reading →

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