Category Archive: poetry

WHEN PEACE TOOK FLIGHT

Originally posted on Giddy Reads:
In loving memory of S. Mshelia I grieve for a lost soul dearest to me. Some say its fate, but I am convinced it was perfect timing. I…

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‘No mercy dear Lizzie

No mercy dear Lizzie 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… Continue reading

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Ride

Ride Locked doors, fixed schedules and somber life. Once wild beast can die and forget. Life is open doors, free days and vibrant life. My beautiful damsel. I hear your words. Life is… Continue reading

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Sway

Sway The Poet’s wish. Never sweet and never easy. A dancing beauty moved with the song. Her hips moving slowly with the tempting words. The dancing damsel, she knows she was the Hemingway’s… Continue reading

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‘Concrete angel’

Concrete angel   It was a Spring morning in Austin, Texas in 1995. Yearly poetry weekend was here. My favorite time of the year. My only attempt at verbal poetry for me when… Continue reading

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‘The moonlight and you

The moonlight and you   I found her again on a rainy Fall October night and I fell to my knees and I told her. When I lost you. I learn I could… Continue reading

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Inhale And Exhale

Originally posted on FLOALOGY:
INHALE AND EXHALE ? Breathe in Breathe out Right here in this very moment No matter where you are Or have been While trying to figure life out And…

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I remember you, I remember us’

I remember you, I remember us Once we were young and free. You were my California dream and I was your Hemingway. We roamed highway one for one year and we sang, drank… Continue reading

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Spring Equinox

Spring Equinox Today is the 21 of March. Sweet Spring, wonderful Spring is here. The birds have returned and they are singing praise to the morning sun. Their blessed morning song to remind… Continue reading

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‘I saw a face’

I saw a face I saw a face in the distance. A beautiful tempting face. The face brought back a sweet memory. Was once a sweet memory. She walked toward me and she… Continue reading

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