I want to dance with you tonight
(Easy life and quiet death-Sir Walter Scott) (We poets in our youth begin with gladness; but there off in the end despondency and madness- Wordsworth) I want to dance with you tonight Sober… Continue reading
Monthly Archive: October, 2019
“Regards to a old memory”
Regards to a old memory I know love is never a fair sweet memory. Need perfect timing, place and same need. Rarely do two people meet at the same wants. … Continue reading
#PoeticThursday . . . . Who Has Seen the Wind?
Originally posted on Purplerays:
Who has seen the wind?Neither I nor you:But when the leaves hang trembling,The wind is passing through. Who has seen the wind?Neither you nor I:But when the trees bow…
Great song and some words.
Two shots of happy, one shot of sad I painted pretty pictures for us, I made landscape of perfect and beautiful places. But we danced on the thread of real words. We… Continue reading
“The poet”
The Poet You make words come alive and vibrant, you love books and words, you whispered words to create escape and better place. Dear Poet, please talk to me, please read… Continue reading
The easy days
The easy days and the good days. On a cold days in the the grasp of the Bosnian Winter. I wrote your name in the snow. Jennifer, Jennifer, my Jennifer. I love… Continue reading
Mercy
Mercy ———————————————————————————————————————– The fallen man wanted nothing, the fallen man accepted his sadness. Once upon a life, he wanted everything. Love was near, great dreams were possible. Now the fallen man told his… Continue reading
Save one life, you shall find your heart
“Save one life, you shall find your heart. Save many lives, you will know peace.” “Be the peacemaker, be the kind voice in the great storm. Try to give more than… Continue reading
Tides!
Originally posted on Purplerays:
Every day the sea blue grey green lavender pulls away leaving the harbour’s dark-cobbled undercoat slick and rutted and worm-riddled, the gulls walk there among old whalebones, the white…
Beautiful girl
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 the… Continue reading