My Love Is Like The Fragrant Myrrh
Beautiful use of words.
Beautiful use of words.
Wildflowers I have been laying in the cemetery of wars left and gone. Regret dead and buried. Knowing old sins cannot be forgiven. I don’t seek forgiveness, I know you cannot… Continue reading
(We will miss freedom when she is gone. Don’t give away your rights away to think freely, to wander freely and be free to decide your life. Nothing is free. When the government… Continue reading
Originally posted on Toni Roberts' Photojournal of Self-Transformation:
Flowers On Window Altar – Arrangement/Photography by Toni Roberts Gaia is now cleaning House… The Planet is re–Ordering ItSelf… And NO…It does not need your…
Everyone is a river A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem, for new book, The Island. … Continue reading
We lies, we died and I still wanted you We lay in a bed of mercy, you and I, we bleed-out all the kindness we once knew. You told me often, “my soldier,… Continue reading
Originally posted on The Waves of Poetry:
The Soul of the Rose by John William Waterhouse, 1908. Gather Ye Rosebuds While Ye May by John William Waterhouse, 1909. The Crystal Ball by John…
Originally posted on Signs From the Other Side:
Photo by R.E. Howell The woods were my home. Unfettered freedom there. Leaping over fallen trees, Competing with no one but myself. Running until I was out of…
The crazy ones I remember you, you had fond desire for unplanned road trips. You loved the tequila and the lime at noon. You hated hotels and you loved sleeping by the sea… Continue reading
Alone ———————————————————————————————— We can frolic in the sea and be sun-kissed by the sun, we can dance and sing to the moon and the stars, we can be brave and allow our heart… Continue reading