‘Somethings shouldn’t beheld or touched’

Somethings shouldn’t beheld or touched You have taunted my dreams and made me wish for sordid and frenzy nights, captured in your embrace. I want to fall into the inferno of your warm… Continue reading

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I dreamed of you

I dreamed of you I remember Paris. You were in your perfect place and free. Your mind running wild in the beauty of the old city of Paris. The kind, City of lights.… Continue reading

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WHEN PEACE TOOK FLIGHT

Originally posted on Giddy Reads:
In loving memory of S. Mshelia I grieve for a lost soul dearest to me. Some say its fate, but I am convinced it was perfect timing. I…

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‘No mercy dear Lizzie

No mercy dear Lizzie You found me alone by the St Clair lake and you wore a silky gray dress. I saw you from a distance and I watched you walked quickly toward… Continue reading

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Ride

Ride Locked doors, fixed schedules and somber life. Once wild beast can die and forget. Life is open doors, free days and vibrant life. My beautiful damsel. I hear your words. Life is… Continue reading

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Sway

Sway The Poet’s wish. Never sweet and never easy. A dancing beauty moved with the song. Her hips moving slowly with the tempting words. The dancing damsel, she knows she was the Hemingway’s… Continue reading

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‘Concrete angel’

Concrete angel   It was a Spring morning in Austin, Texas in 1995. Yearly poetry weekend was here. My favorite time of the year. My only attempt at verbal poetry for me when… Continue reading

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‘The moonlight and you

The moonlight and you   I found her again on a rainy Fall October night and I fell to my knees and I told her. When I lost you. I learn I could… Continue reading

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Inhale And Exhale

Originally posted on Writings by MCM:
INHALE AND EXHALE ? Breathe in Breathe out Right here in this very moment No matter where you are Or have been While trying to figure life…

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I remember you, I remember us’

I remember you, I remember us Once we were young and free. You were my California dream and I was your Hemingway. We roamed highway one for one year and we sang, drank… Continue reading

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