A bloody Mary…

 A bloody Mary A pretty girl sat alone and I introduced myself. My name is Johnnie and I sat near her. She told me, my name is Paloma and she sat in a… Continue reading

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Grandfather’s rose bushes…

   Grandfather’s rose bushes My grandfather loved his roses. He would care for them and ensure they survived the Winter. He was a story-teller and he loved his story of the roses. He… Continue reading

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Will I find you tonight?

Will I find you tonight?       A walkaway love left me waiting for her to return.       I remember her tight black dress and her beautiful face. She told… Continue reading

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The Seasons

Originally posted on David Redpath:
“It is something to be deep in the snow in Winter, to be deep in the yellow leaves in Autumn, to be deep in the ripe wheat in…

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Great song and some words. “Write on me.”

Write on me   The California Summer nights are here and you are with me my lover. I told the night stars. Thank you for the  sacred mornings awaking with you near and… Continue reading

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I will never fall in love again…

 I will never fall in love again I told the blue sky, love was sweet once, love was my life once. I told the sun, I remember love. Sweet as candy and wild… Continue reading

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In a Perfect World

Originally posted on Droplets of my Soul:
https://66.media.tumblr.com/e87e9646fd64fb30c42f7c018295a484/tumblr_mersshXxaO1qev1moo1_500.jpg In a perfect world in a flower field I would beI’d be laying there, I’d be having a picnic, or be watching the sunset, I’d…

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Come closer / NO Don’t

Originally posted on The Tea-Infused Typewriter:
Amazing poetry by a talented writer. The Tea-Infused Typewriter View original post

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picking petals

Originally posted on Éloa:
? ? I was in the heavens trying to watch you Milky waves altered my vision If I pressed hard enough I just might, darling maybe I could touch…

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The gales of Winter…

The gales of Winter Lake or sea, the mighty water never sleep. When the sea is quiet, the lake is resting. Danger is near.  I believe, all of us, are like the long… Continue reading

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