Field of perfection

In the field of perfection   I wished upon the first star of the new night, I wished for warm Spring days, good wine, long days and warm kisses. I want to drink… Continue reading

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Song of Seasons

Originally posted on House of Heart:
Hold me in  fleeting hours while we are beautiful and wild winged creatures drinking from the night  as honeysuckle is sustained by the  sun and rain. Stay …

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Spotted Eagle

Originally posted on T.L. Murphy, Poet at Large:
? ? flies out of the sun he doesn’t know his spots are night fires lit by gods ? or his wings wind galloping…

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Please sing me a lullaby, my sweet lady

Please sing me a lullaby, my sweet lady   My lovely lady lay in sweet slumber and I whispered into her ear. You are my morning blessing, my daytime kindness and my midnight… Continue reading

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A love story

Love story   You were going to be a dancer, a poet, going to save our world. I was content to be in the reflection of your eyes. I told you often dear… Continue reading

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A kind and sweet lullaby

Please sing to me, a kind and sweet lullaby.   In the night when I’m overtook by the weight of life. You touched my face and brought my head into the safety of… Continue reading

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The Scottish kisses

Scottish kisses     It was 1978 and the long days of Summer were here. Early June, warm days, weekend activities and weekend adventures to discover new places. I found safety in the… Continue reading

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SHE SAUNTERS RIPE WITH THE SEASON

Originally posted on Rumi and the Shadow:
She, like moon with no undue pace but that of her slow wonder, wanders to where the brambles bend and maples bow in homage to their…

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“Dirty little secrets”

Dirty little secrets I watched the moon rise and the sun run away and I remember, ” You and I”. I was the dancing moon whispering words of love to you as we… Continue reading

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Winter woes

Originally posted on Chris's Blog:
Seeking shelter beneath a leafless tree In this thrum of incessant rain With the day becoming darker than night Feeling marooned. The sky artist painting deepening grey…

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