The Uprising
Originally posted on Siren Whispers:
The uprising in her body Speaks to him It beckons him With a seductive Siren song Luring him in With the promise Of her curvaceous Delights Photo taken…
Originally posted on Siren Whispers:
The uprising in her body Speaks to him It beckons him With a seductive Siren song Luring him in With the promise Of her curvaceous Delights Photo taken…
Originally posted on Artists4Peace:
Martin Luther King, Jr. is gone, Gandhi and Mother Theresa, too, the Dalai Lama is still around but let’s face it, the giant voices of compassion are increasingly…
Wildflower dreams. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some memories are held forever. Wildflower dreams. I sit among the wildflowers. Growing where they desire and free. The sweet sense of the wildflowers takes… Continue reading
What is true and what is not? A Poem by Coyote Poetry A sad poem. A friend died. Needed words to keep his face alive. What is true and what is not… Continue reading
Originally posted on Hortus Closus:
Art by Snowballet She is so far in Her western town? Does she think Of me on this shore? My violin sadly asks the Wind? Would it answer…
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