humans without borders.
Originally posted on I didn't have my glasses on….:
yes, this. — “humans without borders, that’s what the world needs – beings of conscience and courage, with no rigidity of religion, gender,…
Originally posted on I didn't have my glasses on….:
yes, this. — “humans without borders, that’s what the world needs – beings of conscience and courage, with no rigidity of religion, gender,…
When the war is over ————————————————————————————————————– I haven’t been right, maybe I won’t be right again, I left war and war found me. Friends faces are hanging with me, a heavy sadness. My… Continue reading
Originally posted on Postcards From Myself:
I stop the car at the edge of a small town. From the corner, I can hear the trumpet blare, the owner taking deliberately slow breaths to…
Black as the night. I watched her dance alone to the holy Jazz songs. Simmering words make her body move slow and easy to the songs. I know to keep my distance. She… Continue reading
Great words shared. The beloved sea.
Amazing poetry shared.
Pretty face, don’t mean pretty heart. She was so damn pretty and she moved through life like a panther in the free forest on the hunt. Her eyes were black as coal and… Continue reading
Hey brother, hey sister I remember young men and women. Living, loving, drinking and dancing. Living life fearlessly without regret. Hey brothers, hey sisters. I remember you. We were hopeful, foolish and were… Continue reading