Category Archive: poetry

Lila

Originally posted on Tavolozza di vita:
Lila Lila gioco della vita nascosto nei silenzi Poesia vibrante per esprimere l’inesprimibile Arpeggio sottile come carezza che tutto impregna Soffio armonico che volteggia al di sopra…

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“Ashtrays, whiskey and the pen”

Ashtrays, whiskey and the pen   I loved downtown Austin, Texas. No-one is a stranger. Just people seeking good booze, music and opportunity. I like the comfort of a cigarettes, Jack Daniels whiskey… Continue reading

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Love bite

Originally posted on This be my escape:
photo by Cole Keister Monsoon is sweeping me off my feet and you bring me spring somehow as you look at me and then look away..…

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“Looking for my Agnes”

   Looking for my Agnes Hemingway wrote of his Agnes. A love, who saved him and left him. Hemingway learn. Love in war, just gifts of the survivors. We must go home. Took… Continue reading

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Happy Valentines Day

Originally posted on Samina's Forum for police support:
If music be the food of love, play on Twelfth Night Act 1, scene 1, 1–3 (William Shakespeare) “What is love? There is nothing…

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lily’s world

When she was young she would run to the fountain, swept up in the lyrics of a misty waterfall. Held beloved in a never changing world she mined a treasure all gardeners strive…

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“I will sing the blues for you”

 I will sing the blues for you Johnnie be good, Johnnie be bad and Johnnie dancing alone to the Jazz. The words sweet, tempting and so true. My baby left me, I’m so… Continue reading

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“I understand why we protect the wildflowers”

I understand why we protect the wildflowers now. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Wildflowers are protected in Michigan. Took me years to understand why.                  I understand why we protect the wildflowers now. I… Continue reading

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“I want to see you again”

I want to see you again   The powerful Pacific ocean hide the love stories of the fearless lovers. I wandered the beaches of Monterey.   I looked at the faces of the… Continue reading

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“First words, last words”

First words, last words Words can be  powerful tools, can awake the fearful and dead in heart. Sweet love, eternal love, tender love make me dream and yearn for the kind embrace. Sweet… Continue reading

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