Originally posted on Tao-Talk:
“Woman Looking into Mirror” by Elizavella Designs I chose to write a poem in the triquatrain form, which was created by Robert L. Huntsman. Journey into the Mirror…
Sweet red wine It was early fall. The sweet new wines of Germany came out. They are cheap and tasty. It was a beautiful late summer day. The youth of the city… Continue reading
No shame in love (Received some motivation from Ben Jonson) I confessed to the lonely moon, how beautiful and magnificent you are. I told the stars and the sky you have… Continue reading
Port Austin Port Austin, in the thumb of Michigan. Touched by Lake Huron. A gathering for the people who love the lakes and the privacy of the small city and the… Continue reading
Highway 80, never ending, the long ride to California, maybe escaping? what we leave behind, love begone, love cast out? Are we running to? Or away? ————————————————————————— She asked me, were you… Continue reading
The dance of the flowers. My dear and sweet love, please come walk with me. My love, please dance with me in the field of the wildflowers. Today the earth is alive… Continue reading
Now nothing remains the same Your name came to me late in the midnight hour, brought back the canvas of your perfect body, kind smile and your beautiful face. Your name, Fabiola.… Continue reading
Just be You and I, we have known the storms of living and we have been the flowing rivers of love and kindness. We had many good days and we have known… Continue reading
(Sweet pleasure and rare delight. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some memories become sweeter with time.) Sweet pleasure and rare delights Sweet pleasure, rare delights. Some dreams should not be touched, they… Continue reading
Originally posted on Purpose and Prose:
It Is All For You It’s just you in this field, But I’m here too. You breathe me in And don’t even notice. Your words drift on…
