Soldier of fortune
Soldier of fortune ————————————————————- Painted memories on my skin, my mind and my heart. Some pain and some sweet. I won more than I have lost. I have killed for money, I play… Continue reading
Soldier of fortune ————————————————————- Painted memories on my skin, my mind and my heart. Some pain and some sweet. I won more than I have lost. I have killed for money, I play… Continue reading
Originally posted on Megha's World:
This poem is first in the anthology of poems based on the Lifecycle of a poem What is a poem? I call them little bits of creativity…
Dying, lying and you Last house near the lake. Was our place to rest. We were Gypsy hearts and Irish coffee mornings. We would find the quiet lake rarely, for we loved the… Continue reading
Originally posted on Zizywrites:
My grandmother is an avid story teller. She has the gift of describing events in a way that you get the perfect picture. As such, I love listening to…
My Winter love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Cold days seem to bring people closer. My Winter love. I whispered your sweet name in the twilight of the midnight hours. My sweet dreams… Continue reading
She told me. Love demand payment. Perfect beauty. Wearing Summer dress of white. Her soft shoulders showed tempting kiss and caress. She knew she had my attention. I watched her sun-kissed legs of… Continue reading
Originally posted on eatartdaily:
How beautiful the flowers How beautiful the stems of the flowers And the leaves on the stems How beautiful of course and the petals And the seeds inside the…
Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Collective:
I am playing with knives again sharpening them lovingly against brown leather strap admiring the way hair splits cleanly upon the well-honed edge (Christine E. Ray) Listen!…
Parable of Celia She sat alone by the peaceful lake. Her pale legs and bare feet being sun-kissed by the late Spring sun. She was wearing a sun-dress of white showing… Continue reading
I’m no-one and you are everything A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words I’m no-one and you are everything I bleed everyday for people who have no concern for me. I work and… Continue reading