Đặng Văn Hùng |A FLOWER (7)
A poem shared for Earth day.
A poem shared for Earth day.
The mystic dancers… (Poem 21 for April. The poetry month.) Was a perfect day, Lake St. Clair was dancing and the sun, sun-kissed my face. The grandchildren were enjoying the water and I… Continue reading
I will take care of you… (Poem 20 for the month of April. The poetry month.) In the dead of long night, our wandering mind find things lost and cannot be found. Old… Continue reading
The songs of seasons A Story by Coyote Poetry A Native American tale. The song of Fall… Warm days, cold nights.Create an restless passion.I can hear the whisper of the windon a solitary… Continue reading
Love, Dance and celebrate being alive… She was so beautiful. Five foot eleven inches in height. A slim and perfect body. Tan legs I desired to caress the moment I saw her walking… Continue reading
Humble and kind… The old man sat by the St. Clair shore lake and he watched his grandchildren run and play. He had lived a long life and he knew. He knows too… Continue reading
A safe place, a kind face, maybe?… Someone told the loneliest lady in the bar. Johnnie wanted to die alone, with Jack Daniel and Jim Beam as his only friends. She stood behind… Continue reading
Let it be me…. (Remembering dear Joey. Now a angel in heaven. Rory and Joey.) You are my old song, my new song. You are my place to rest sweet love.I want to… Continue reading
Originally posted on The sense:
Ti amo per l’inverno, perchè lievita la vitaTi amo per la primavera, perchè sgorga la vitaTi amo per l’estate, perchè esplode la vitaTi amo per l’autunno, perchè si…
Damn the ancient Gods A Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words. Damn the ancient Gods Pretty lady laid bare in heart and soul watching the sun fall into the sea. She looked at me… Continue reading