Monthly Archive: October, 2018

‘Perhaps, perhaps my love’

Perhaps, perhaps my love   The night is long and the drink is cheap. The music is good and the design of the night had brought her to me.   Words are shared… Continue reading

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Locked and loaded’

(Locked and loaded A Poem by Coyote Poetry War. What is it good for? Nothing.”)   Locked and loaded The old Soldiers knows. The madness of youth was the temptation of sweet wine… Continue reading

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The Poet And The Pen

Originally posted on FLOALOGY:
THE POET AND THE PEN    This is where  Poetry begins  When the thoughts and words  From the poet  Merge with the paper and pen  Poetic dreams coming alive …

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‘Love is a careless child’

Love is a careless child Her skin whiter than Winter snow and her trembling lips of soft pink tempted the fearless man. His boldness lacked the confident of his youth. He had learned… Continue reading

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The Day

Originally posted on soitgoes1984:
The day schools begin teaching empathy humanity will begin to realize our potential. ? When compassion is taught alongside math human beings will stop being counted as numbers. When kindness…

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Rise like a SUN !!!

Originally posted on VOICE:
I am the daughter of your fire , I admire , you inspire …. I am the son of your wrath , O’ Sun , shine your rays ,…

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‘Pretty words’

Pretty words Dangerous beautiful lady in her tight black dress and wearing chain of amethyst crystal upon her neck. Was my crystal once and she wanted it more than I did. She told… Continue reading

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Ink

Originally posted on A Short Conversation:
Dance in the shadow of moonlight While your shoes crush the glass on the floor And make sharp glitter on the linoleum Grab onto hope and stick…

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‘I called your name’

I called your name Beautiful lady is weeping for me. I departed for unknown destination. I didn’t know. First tears will take us to weight-full memories and places amidst lonely descended wants and… Continue reading

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‘The twisted dance of love’

The twisted dance of love (Written in 1988) I lay beside you in the night of the Germany December. I feel the heat of tender flesh and I look into your blue eyes.… Continue reading

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