Category Archive: poetry

Carry

Originally posted on Wordifull:
The writing prompt at Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie was …”This week think about what meaning/s you can come up with for the word “carry”. We carry all sorts of things in a…

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The trees…

Trees BY JOYCE KILMER I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast; A tree that looks… Continue reading

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Miss nothing, miss everything…

  Miss nothing, miss everything.   We painted our world fiery red once. We tried to cheat love and we collided like freight trains unstoppable. We painted our world white once. Allowed secret… Continue reading

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He never left Michigan…

  He never left Michigan Years ago. I saw the whole world. Drink wine in Basel and Paris, dance in the streets of Florence and read poetry at Hyde Park in London. I… Continue reading

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Around and around we shall go…

Around and around we shall go. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is chance and opportunity. Better to be kind and hopeful for a good ending.                       Around and around we shall go. Around… Continue reading

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Monterey California

  Monterey California I wrote down on a napkin at the Pier in Monterey. “You can’t go back and you can’t kill the memories.” I was young once and I loved the sea,… Continue reading

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Learn from nature 💚

Originally posted on Random thoughts:
Learn from the river, How to flow.. Learn from the trees, How to grow.. Learn from the birds, How to fly.. Learn from the stars, How to shine..…

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Write, write and write some more…

Write, write and write some more A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words are powerful. They create tears, laughter, happiness and sadness. Without the great word-men and word-women. What would we know and understand?  … Continue reading

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Crimes of the Heart

Originally posted on Poet Rummager:
Illustration by?Ted Giffin … Here in the dark I sit. Polishing my sins with a rag and spit. No matter how hard I rub, the patina never succumbs.…

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All the Bright Places – Candice Louisa Daquin

Originally posted on Heretics, Lovers, and Madmen:
All the places I have been and sat, and wept, and dried my tears moving on to another destination leaving you there in shards, in bottle…

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