Monthly Archive: September, 2018

‘I need a wild heart’

I need a wild heart Love made me live   Beautiful woman told me. We need to bathe in the quiet and sweetness of love. Love come when love wants. The movement of… Continue reading

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Soon ~ #RomanticTuesday #poetry

Originally posted on Night Owl Poetry – Dorinda Duclos:
She rises from the waters Her ethereal being flows Billowing silken threads Shadows in the throes Of muddied liquid ripples Chilled, against her skin…

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Amazing Grace (a poem).

Originally posted on Zizywrites:
AMAZING GRACE. Dragged in – guilty and ashamed naked and exposed shattered and displaced embarrassed and disgraced Condemned to death! Afraid!! Walked out – vindicated and bold clothed and…

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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… Continue reading

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‘Medicine’

Beautiful girl   She danced a circle dance for the moon and the stars. Her hair flowed freely in the warm nightly breeze. I told the kind moon, thank you for sending me… Continue reading

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Yesterday

Yesterday   I am in the Fall of a life. Death whispered in my ear. Old heart and my tire soul seem to need and want less. Maybe I have given-in, given-up.  … Continue reading

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Duchenne Smile

Please read and enjoy the work of a talented writer.

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‘Letters from home’

  Letters and promises You saved me once my dear Julie. Your kind and sweet words upon sheets of paper made me wish and hope for a better tomorrow. You wrote me. —… Continue reading

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‘The light and the darkness’

The light and the darkness You told me. “The black heart, too dark and cold for love. Is just barren soil. Nothing can live in soil swimming in the blood of heartache and… Continue reading

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‘The dance of the flowers

The dance of the flowers.   My dear and sweet love, please come walk with me. My love, please dance with me in the field of the wildflowers. Today the earth is alive… Continue reading

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