The Horizon was Made of Glass

Originally posted on Rampant and Golden:
It wasn’t a dream. You and I were standing on a beach. The distant past was the sun. The pulsating passion of the city was the sea.…

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A Snowy Dream ~ #poetry

Originally posted on Night Owl Poetry ~ Dorinda Duclos :
A snowy dream, a place serene I know not where I go, unseen The path before me, does implore me Does it know where I…

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“The nector of you”

The nectar of you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and very good places. The nectar of you She gave me gestures of kindness. Willingly opening the door of friendship. Her long… Continue reading

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Mankind

Originally posted on Carmens' Writing Corner:
I want to paint you, and use cerulean blue burnt sienna and lemon yellow, or, I want to sketch the harsh lines of your face, using charcoal…

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“The word-man”

The word-man A Poem by Coyote Poetry Know the truth. Open your eyes. Don’t be fooled by naysayers and liars. The word-man. (Need men of woman to write the truth. Thank you for… Continue reading

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stay

Originally posted on brazenescape:
more of a shape, a beauty, sensed than a master’s painted portrait more of an aura, an essence framed with flowing curls carved into a wish’s blurry periphery colors,…

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when I was young

Originally posted on brazenescape:
we do change, I’d argue these tall days fall as each sunset bears witness its yielding taking a bit of us into the dusky gloam with it leaving something…

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Diamonds and Memories.

Originally posted on "The INSIDE out":
       If only the days wouldn’t be so dark! The nights of the moody November seem tragically warm. The combination of oxygen and carbon dioxide…

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I hate you, I love you

I hate you, I love you I try to escape you. I try to flee your memory. I repeat secret words in hidden places in my mind. I hate you, I love you.… Continue reading

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I Like Smart Girls

Originally posted on Red Hot (Mess):
I cannot tell you how many times my sex appeal has been determined By my intelligence Yet, once I talk, I am ignored. ? My intelligence is…

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