Category Archive: poetry

The Coyote is dancing…..

 The Coyote is dancing Once, locked-up man knew the solace  and the mercy of the kind lakes. Once, the free man danced with the stars and the moon. In the mist of the… Continue reading

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La ballerina

Originally posted on marcellocomitini:
Nina Captsova (immagine mia) Nelle luci che si spengonoi fregi d’oro alle paretile tante braccia del lampadario di cristallosi trasformano in piombo e gessoSi acquieta il brusio delle voci.Gli…

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Imagine there no war, no violence

Dear child     The world weeps blood. Whole world blinded by hate and separation. Who will tell the child? He was born with no chance or opportunity. Born to learn to survive… Continue reading

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The Lighthouse

Amazing poetry shared by a talented writer.

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Write on me….

Write on me   The California Summer nights are here and you are with me my lover. I told the night stars. Thank you for the  sacred mornings awaking with you near and… Continue reading

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Favourite quote: Dog Days #26 — pensitivity101

Originally posted on Penny Wilson Writes:
REBLOG: Please enjoy Pensitivity101’s great quote!  The favourite quote that comes to mind is this one In response to today’s FDDA Favourite quote: Dog Days #26 — pensitivity101

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In the Name of Nothing Holy (audio)

A wonderful ride in amazing verbal and written poetry.

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Those were the days, my friend….

Those were the days, my friend A snowy day and the mall at Christmas. I saw a pretty face and she saw me looking at her. We waited for a few seconds. She… Continue reading

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The Wisdom of Great Eagle: The Lesson of the Stubborn Elm

Originally posted on Under the influence!:
Image by OpenClipart-Vectors from Pixabay Presented here is a retelling of a Cherokee folktale called “The Lesson of the Elm Tree.”  It was told by a boy…

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Ana Popovic song and some words.

   A slow dance ———————————————————————————————————— Once sweet baby, we held love so tightly, you were my everything. Now we are strangers reaching out for a miracle. Maybe we need some gin and juice,… Continue reading

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