Das Präfix-Spiel/ oder: coronare Schnürung der Wirklichkeit 

Originally posted on GedankeTrifftPapier:
? kleine Abschnürungen tropfen  geruchlos ins Wirkungsleere ? Die Schnürung  der Wirklichkeit hat längst  begonnen ? Als erstes schnüren wir den Gedanken  ein enges Korsett ? Zu eng  geschnürte…

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…ME GUSTA IMAGINARTE… I LIKE TO IMAGINE…

Amazing poetry shared by a talented writer.

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Angela…

 Angela… Dear Angela. Please don’t cry for yesterday my pretty lady.Yesterday is gone and today we have tonight. All of us are dirty with sin.Few of us are clean and the most of… Continue reading

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“The crashing of the waves” #poem #poetry #verse #writing

Originally posted on Visionary Poems:
The crashing of the waves Pummels the sandy beach And blasts the granite rocks As the spray swamps the realm And into the watery cauldron of boiling fury…

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Lilith

 Lilith… Pretty woman danced alone.Her body dancing freely to the good songs andshe had no concern for the observers of her dance. I went to her in her quiet corner of the dance… Continue reading

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Boundless sea, honey love and a sacred fire..

Boundless sea, honey love and a sacred fire A Story by Coyote PoetryJust words.                             Boundless sea, honey love and sacred fire It was early Summer of 1994 and I was stationed in Texas.… Continue reading

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Heartbreaks at 3 a.m.

Originally posted on Kim V. Poetry:
You are,Storm clouds andcool raindrops. You are,Late night trips,To tiny art galleries. You are,“Stay in bed,With me,All day,Princess.” You are,The plumes of smoke,From the drag I just…

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I Can’t Be Everything for Everyone

Originally posted on Mindfully Messy:
Life’s full of people needing things from you, Sometimes it’s supplying true interest in them, Sometimes it’s comforting words when they’re lonely. Life’s full of you needing things…

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Wednesday tango song and some words.

Play with me Organized life and boring work left me wishing for you. I know you have the music playing loud and you are dancing in your pantie and bra to the movement… Continue reading

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Regards to a old memory..

Regards to a old memory “A very old poem. Regards to a old memory I know love cannot be fair sometimes and can leave a sweet memory. Love need perfect timing, same place… Continue reading

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