Metamorphosis.
Please read the amazng work of a talented writer. HEALTH | INSPIRATION Swathed within the confinesof her tendrilsCocoonedby the veins of trepidationthe constraint of knowledgeof an image of that which she was meant… Continue reading
Monthly Archive: February, 2017
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Light, my light, the world-filling light,
Originally posted on Purplerays:
“Light, my light, the world-filling light, the eye-kissing light, heart-sweetening light! Ah, the light dances, my darling, at the centre of my life; the light strikes, my darling, the…
Let the sunrise break your heart open.
Originally posted on Purplerays:
“Do not seek the light. See it. Do not look for beauty. Be it. Do not search for Self. Know it. Let the birdsong teach you. Let the sunrise…
Lessons In Fall
Originally posted on CALLIOPE'S LYRE:
Pink, velvet soft, blushing, misbegotten Dirt stained, so many flowers lay Forgotten The sidewalks were carpeted, the Alleys were filled Rosy teardrops strewn all over the world…
“Drink of me, my love.”
Drink of me, my love I hid in dark places for many years. I volunteered for far off places and wars. I like the places where people wanted little and not everything. Dead… Continue reading
Look At You
Originally posted on SAINTSWEST:
She can still hold my eyes. No hands and no surprise. She’s always down to ride. No seat, she’s on my mind. She loves to make me smile. No…
Jenn
Dear Jenn A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Dear Jenn — She loved the sage. She loved the sea . She loved the ancient poets and ‘ I loved her. — Her… Continue reading
Write us into our own immortality…
Originally posted on lusciouslibby:
Come. Write your Pablo Neruda wants on the parchment of my virgin soul. Write of stars and the moon under summer nights, of bodies slick with heat. Write of…
Wordseduction
Please read the amazing poetry of a talented writer. Missbookthief.com A paroxysm to sire. A wanderlust, a desire. Soledad, I come home. Wish for a glass of Merlot and dream of Rome ♥ Following… Continue reading
“Anything goes”
Anything goes She sat next to me on the empty stool. Her sweet perfume I breathe in. I gave her a big Michigan smile. She returned the smile. We talks and drank for… Continue reading