I’ll write you at 1:43
Originally posted on amiviku:
My favourite someone, I’m writing you this at 1:43. So even if I’m not expressive However, our time will be communicated to you . If you are reading this…
Monthly Archive: August, 2022
Kindness, we need.
Kindness, we need… In her eyes, I saw the sea, in her eyes, I saw the long Monterey beach, in her eyes. She had the figure of the Aphrodite, she had the voice… Continue reading
Torn angel..
Torn Angel… My broken Angel.Please smile for me.Stay with me at the sea all night. Your world has fallen apart andyou don’t know right from wrong.Desperate acts had left you feelingdirty and insulated… Continue reading
Her beauty has not blinded me…
Her beauty has not blinded me… She roamed like a old tom cat.Wearing her black clothing like a mask. She tied her hair up into a tight knot. She don’t look boyish. Her… Continue reading
The midnight rendezvous…
Midnight rendezvous… Woman are gifts to wise men. A wise Poet wrote “To see a nude beautiful woman is morewonderful then to see a thousand artistic painting.” My old heart and mind… Continue reading
Maybe love or just another sad lullaby to be written?
Maybe love? Or maybe just another lullaby to be written? (We must make the good days last forever my friend.) She had suppliant breasts, a wide beautiful smile and strong pale legs. She… Continue reading
Father’s wars, my father lasting sins. A beautiful Morgan Myles song.
Father’s wars, my father lasting sins.. (My served in the Korea war and the Vietnam war. After the war, he killed three people in bars for disrespecting his Ojibwa/Mexican face. Took him 50… Continue reading
Post-Roe Poetry: Fighting Back With Words
Originally posted on Bridgette Tales:
kittens millions mew throughmilk-bottle streetshackle raised hungerpost-Roe madness darting between carshiding within bushespainful prurient truthsscruffy discarded mogs forced birthing bleedsterrors tumultuous tearsineffable wailing woeunwanted pink mouths tiny hisses…
Soft as the clouds above me.. and a Beautiful Tosha Hill song.
Soft as the clouds above me, I told her. (Soft as the clouds, she was my dear Sheena.) Once upon a miracle. I rested on the cloud of kindness, a blessing of dear… Continue reading
The sea, the wishes and a song from Beautiful Tosha Hill song.
The sea, the wishes.. Lovely poet measured him with her gentle blue eyes and she watched how he spoke the words. She listened to his words and she adored the Monterey Dark Poet… Continue reading