Category Archive: poem

Poetry for Nature

  Nature Poetry The mountain range, standing strong and beautiful. Art for the people who love the open and free spaces. The free climbers love the hard climbs and unknown endings. Finding secret… Continue reading

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‘The sea and the chess game’

Old Poet set-up the chess game and I opened the bottle of tequila. The old man had few friends. People see an old man with no-place to go. They do not sit with… Continue reading

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Just maybe?

  Just maybe Just maybe. After you and I go to the utopia of the warm kiss. After we swim in the heat of the paradise of the flesh and the bones. After… Continue reading

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‘The color of love’

The color of love Dear lover. You made me come alive. The fire in you eyes make me wish to swim in your brown eyes and drown in the gentleness of your voice.… Continue reading

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‘Killing me softly’

Killing me softly You are my barefoot dream and fatal wish. I have loved you more than anyone or anything since you came to me in your Summer dress and you whispered a… Continue reading

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‘He remembered love’

  Old man sat by the Lake St. Clair. He saw an auburn beauty walking the biking path. Her eyes of sea-water blue and her soft smile lost in kind memory made him… Continue reading

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The haunting song

The haunting song   The cold days of Winter are slowly leaving us and we waiting for the warm days of Spring.   Today I’m drinking alone, dancing alone and singing songs alone.… Continue reading

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‘Diamonds and gold.’

Diamonds and gold     I held wealth and traveled to the four corners of our world. I lost and gained love. I thought I knew what life and love was. I wear… Continue reading

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The first time I saw your face’

The first time I saw your face I found lonely road and Godless heart. I was seeking good death and I was a leftover life waiting for no-one and nothing. I was roaming… Continue reading

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Landscape

Landscape Forget me not and please remember me always. I remember you. You were perfect valleys and you were like the free mountains of the California desert. Your body, perfect landscape to discover… Continue reading

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