Into Dawn, I Wander
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Into dawn, I wander, tempered by age, balanced by time; in my time, and into each dawn, I have roamed before, a precipice surpassed, each dawn, in wonder, each…
Daily Archive: June 5, 2015
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The Whisper Of Her Eyes
Originally posted on Petrichor:
Her eyes play much louder in the chamber of my mind, as a flame burns hotter when flung from the fire; her gaze, a sea of wonder, her vision…
__The stone face man
The stone face man A Poem by Coyote Poetry Everybody got a story. Some folks understand. No-one want to hear them anyway. Stone face man In old New Orleans 1993. I… Continue reading
Pryde Foltz verbal poetry is amazing.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YLQUUfUYG70 © 2015 Pryde Foltz
_Blinded. But not dead yet.
Blinded. But not dead yet. (Old poem from 6 July 1993. Must go to the bottom of the barrel to be able to see the light. Now I see chances to do good… Continue reading
_Old painter at the boardwalk
Old painter on the beach boardwalk Old man sat alone. He was painting a picture of a woman. She was from another time. We sat in silence till he finally spoke to me.… Continue reading
_Coyote song
Coyote song A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just a effort at music Coyote song On a quiet… Continue reading