Monthly Archive: January, 2023

me, recollecting the Sun

Originally posted on Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm:
A poem in Vietnamese by Đinh Trường ChinhTranslator: Nguyễn Thị Phương TrâmArt: Đinh Trường Chinh me, recollecting the Sun . i left to-night…

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Fiel Pecadora

Originally posted on Primavera de Oliveira Oliveira:
Oração Fiel Pecadora Cecília R. C. M. Boreli — Ensine-me tua oração Que pra ti rezarei — Aceite meu coração Que só a vós amarei —…

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Turn, turn, turn..

Turn, turn, turn.. The old poet sang a lullaby.“Sensual woman whispered to me once.Come live with me and be my lover,I will be your salvation and you will be my rock to keep… Continue reading

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Home, sweet home..

Home, sweet home (For Port Austin) Sun and heat, heat and sun. The Kuwait days slow and not easy. No booze, no woman, bad food and we have read every book available. I… Continue reading

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Read to me dear lover..

Read to me my dear lover.. Longing, belonging, needing and believing.You are my reasons to live my love. Falling, soaring and flying to new heights in hope and dreams.Please sweet love. Read to… Continue reading

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I saw a face…

I saw a face.. I saw a face in the distance. A beautiful tempting face.The face brought back a sweet memory,was once a sweet memory. She walked toward me and she embraced me… Continue reading

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Old Monterey and Hemingway..

Old Monterey and Hemingway.. I was looking for my friend Hemingway on the Monterey pier. They hid him away. My old eyes found him moved, near the sea on Monterey wharf. We stood… Continue reading

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You are my Spring blessing… I need a warm day..

You are my Spring blessing.. Loveliest girl in my world, she drank her morning coffee and her tan bare feet moving with the morning song of the birds and the nearby sea. The… Continue reading

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Little wildflower..

Little wildflower.. My raven hair beauty sitting in the valley of wildflowers. Her river blue eyes are swimming in the beauty of the warm and the perfect Spring days. I sat at her… Continue reading

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I remember you..

I remember you.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Old thoughts and poetry                    I remember you.. You taught me what love was.You taught me what  tenderness could be my Scotland beauty.You painted my world… Continue reading

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