Category Archive: poetry

“I use to be’

  I used to be A man is telling me of all his many deeds and accomplishments. I smile and listen. Pretend I care. I don’t believe in talking about the past. Today… Continue reading

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Martin Luther King Jr. Remember his dream. Equality and the hope for peace

  Martin Luther King Jr. I remember you. You were the thunder to awake a sleeping nation. You stood for the the rights of the poor and demanded equality. You were the bright… Continue reading

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Purple beauty – Ajaytao

Originally posted on Ajaytao Botanical Photography:
Purple beauty – Ajaytao the flower i am the flower i go blossom they call me beautiful i go die they cut me off they throw me…

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Mindful Monday: “The Want of Peace”

Needed and good words. One world and one people. We must work together as one to create a world that is safe for all children.

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Very good music. The pretty reckless “Taylor Momsen and a poem”

    I will miss nothing You told me I was the only one once. Just whispered fairy tales  to enhance the moment and the need. Naked bodies fought for the hunger of… Continue reading

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Your red hair

Thank you Tumblr  blogger redheads-in-ling   Your red hair I’m lost in the softness of your skin. I want to fall and be twisted into your red hair and stay in bed till noon… Continue reading

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Labels

Originally posted on Hortus Closus:
Painting by Casey Baugh I am a Jewish woman I am a “China girl” I am a mixed race woman I am a lesbian I am feminist I…

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Aphorism

Originally posted on Hortus Closus:
Painting by Jia Lu Hope is not an expectation, it’s a daily fight

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To honor M.L.K Jr. Do a act of kindness.

Remembering Martin Luther King. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Someone said to remember M.L.K. We should do acts of kindness. I believe he would appreciate his memory of anti-violence and love to be… Continue reading

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“Bless be the lover”

    Bless be the lovers Sweet bliss of the sweet kiss. Kind lovers rejoice in the tender touch of skin to soft skin. Where lovers roam into wild and dangerous places.  Fugitives… Continue reading

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