Category Archive: poem

“Soldier of fortune”

Soldier of fortune ————————————————————- Painted memories on my skin, my mind and my heart. Some pain and some sweet. I won more than I have lost. I have killed for money, I play… Continue reading

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Nothing really matters

Nothing really matters She asked him, with tears falling down her pretty face. What do you want from me? You borrow and steal, leave me feeling empty. You walk away from me and… Continue reading

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No shame in love

No shame in love   (Received some motivation from Ben Jonson)   I confessed to the lonely moon, how beautiful and magnificent you are. I told the stars and the sky you have… Continue reading

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Port Austin, Michigan

Port Austin   Port Austin, in the thumb of Michigan. Touched by Lake Huron.   A gathering for the people who love the lakes and the privacy of the small city and the… Continue reading

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Hemingway’s whiskey

Hemingway’s whiskey Hemingway saw war, he loved, he drank and he danced with the pretty gals throughout the four corners of my world. I tried to follow his path, to seek knowledge, swim… Continue reading

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Poetry for love

Short poetry for love ——————————– Secret love   We had only minutes and hours together. We wanted everything and we wanted nothing. I remember how your eyes tempted me. They danced like the… Continue reading

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My little wildflower

  (tinnacriss: Little wildflower by bwaworga) My little wildflower   My raven hair beauty sitting in the valley of wildflowers. Her river blue eyes are swimming in the beauty of warm and perfect… Continue reading

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‘true splendor’

(Thank you Tumblr for photo and mahafsoun)   True splendor   My timeless beauty. My wild and uncontrolled dream. You are my forbidden wish. My secret dance needed in a fragile world. You… Continue reading

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As pretty as a perfect painting

(As pretty as a perfect painting A Poem by Coyote Poetry) As pretty as a perfect painting She told me. You make me feel beautiful and wanted and I told her. Beauty is… Continue reading

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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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