Monthly Archive: September, 2020

Poem: Sweet Dandelion – 06/09/20

Originally posted on Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose:
I shall pick you up, sweet Dandelion, your head is puffed and bursting with seeds, ready to be shared with the world, yet somehow…

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Music: soul saver a.k.a., you can never let me go except repeatedly

Originally posted on choices in error:
With my salty wet skin slipping naked between ocean sheets and your arms, you saw all my scars, my clipped wings and still you set me free…

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Secret love and hidden memories

Secret love and hidden memories. I saw her face today.Made me wander back in time.Each of us hold our Beatrice’s near.The writer holds on to memories like a drunkard holds on to his… Continue reading

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We need easy days and kind evening my love

 We need easy days and kind evenings my love My pretty lady, my life, my love. The world is hard and we need to be sweet to each other. Too many naysayers and… Continue reading

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A Monterey Summer day….

A Monterey Summer day The poet sat alone drinking his coffee near the Monterey Bay. He was 35 years old and he felt like he had lived five lifetimes. The soldiers in his… Continue reading

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The Old Oak Tree

Originally posted on For the Love of:
The Cycle of Life I sit and I wonder at the beauty I see The flicker of the light through the old oak tree Shimmering green…

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Happy or sad?

Happy or sad? Pretty Irish girl with eyes of river blue. I saw heaven in her eyes and I told her. “Dear Colleen, never dance with the devil, never make promises, you cannot… Continue reading

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Over and over again.

Over and over again I’m trying to run from your memory and when you appear in my dreams.You whispered to me in a sweet dream.“Over and over my dearest,we can run but we… Continue reading

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Don’t give up…..

Don’t give-up I changed face, I changed cities and played the jester well.I believed the stories in the wind, I believed in the voices of the traitors who forsaken my generation.I fought ghost… Continue reading

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Swirl me in your mind..

 Swirl me in your mind I remember tracing your body with my fingers, I remember you whispering to me. Johnnie, Johnnie. Are we just whispering in the wind, just secret kisses shared in… Continue reading

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