The face of a woman
Originally posted on MY VALIANT SOUL:
I imagine the day like a face of a woman, the mornings so much defined with exposures and brightness, polaroids of crimson sky and the heaviness comes…
Originally posted on MY VALIANT SOUL:
I imagine the day like a face of a woman, the mornings so much defined with exposures and brightness, polaroids of crimson sky and the heaviness comes…
Amazing written and verbal poetry.
We will accept less and forget who we were Mother Winter is here. I have driven 2500 miles to come home to Detroit. I came home for many reasons. I needed the… Continue reading
Originally posted on The Wonderful and Wacky World of One Single Mom:
I see side long glances hushed whispers know you point know you wonder why I stay when he so flagrantly wanders.…
No mercy You found me alone by the St Clair lake and you wore a silky gray dress. I saw you from a distance and I watched you walked quickly toward me.… Continue reading
Originally posted on Modern Romanticism:
We are sailing To the winds at our backs, To the freedom that says, “Do not turn back, For there is nothing you lack.” As the clouds part,…
A Spring flower Was a Spring flower, so tall and so beautiful. Was a Spring flower, that reached for the sky. The sky and the sun adored her. She would dance… Continue reading
Dear Belinda ( a old poem. Written in August of 1990) I learned life wasn’t fair, you can’t get what you want and love isn’t enough sometimes. I remember a beauty, prettiest girl… Continue reading
I want to dance with you The night is long and the songs are good. You are looking so beautiful and your eyes are demanding my attention. I whispered… Continue reading
Originally posted on Poetry Out West:
1. Am I a feminist? I make the fantasy real for him, giving up parts of myself – My look My mind My body My heart. Pieces…