Originally posted on Purplerays:
So the shortest day came, and the year died,And everywhere down the centuries of the snow-white worldCame people singing, dancing,To drive the dark away.They lighted candles in the winter…

What is beautiful, what is not…. What is beautiful and what is not. Your body, like a flowing river to open sea. This is beauty to me. I observe your skin, the pathway… Continue reading →

Wishing shouldn’t be backwardsBut you’re wishingTo be back whereYou were.Why? my dearThat’s wrongful wishingDon’t you knowYou are rightWhere you’re meant to be? Moving forwardis the best wayFor you.Staying stillIn a world that’sMoving doesn’t…

Longing, belonging and our secrets Lover, lover, lover. Once we loved the long nights, once the wine tasted sweeter.Now our longing, belonging and our secrets, are bloody finger prints on a over-painted wall.… Continue reading →

Please show me your real face… (Thank you dear Mamen An. For giving me reasons to write.) I became the Austin City dark poet in 1993. I would advice the young writers and… Continue reading →

Amazing poetry by a talented writer. … First I want something hard and then is when desire is born in me …  … The force is the wind, the rudder, the rude and brave… Continue reading →

A wonderful and beautiful story written in the poetry. Donna's Poetry Blog “oh Christmas Tree, oh Christmas Tree…” The Christmas tree had its beginning in Germany,In the 16th century, when Christians brought Decorated… Continue reading →

Listen to the wind Find a valley where the kind wind can sing to you, stand in an apple tree orchard, touch an apple, taste the sweetness. Gifts, wonderful gift from Mother Nature.… Continue reading →

 Those were the days, my friend A snowy day and the mall at Christmas. I saw a pretty face and she saw me looking at her. She waited for a few seconds. She… Continue reading →