Waiting for a miracle…

Waiting for a miracle I remember you, I remember us. You were my wild and untamed lady, and I was running to you, and I was running away from you in the same… Continue reading

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Ecstasy

Amazing and beautiful words by a talented writer.

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Are we lovers or are we liars?

Are we lovers or are we liars? (Written in 1993) Once we believed in rainbows, once we made the wishing well wishes. I remember a September Fall day in 1978, the prettiest girl… Continue reading

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Everyone is a river…

 Everyone is a river She sat in her bra and pantie, her bare feet moving and dancing in water of lake Superior. I adored watching her and I traced her body with my… Continue reading

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Sarah Kay, Dr. Maya Angelou verbal poetry.

April is here, the flowers are reaching for the sun. The children want to run and play. The days of Spring, the rebirth of life. Time for us to find the energy of… Continue reading

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Bukowski, verbal words.

(Hello my wordpress friends. The quiet days and the lonely streets are here. I am seeking old friends. Bukowski, always make me smile and think. Be safe and create new words, create new… Continue reading

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Poem – “The Kiss we Both Imagined to be” – Romance – 3/19/2020

Originally posted on Modern Romanticism:
Little love affair,Goes with the airAnd the scents carried to hearts.I am in love with skin so fair,And eyes that stareInto the open chest of one man, as…

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The city of lights or anywhere…

 The city of lights or anywhere. (I am tire of being locked-in. I need a vacation to anywhere.) We sat drinking the American whiskey in a Paris tavern where Dear Hemingway drank his… Continue reading

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The silent sea…

The silent sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry The ocean, memories and old dreams.                          The silent sea We can be humble by true beauty. Life can weaved us to places and situations. Blushing… Continue reading

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Perhaps, perhaps my love…

Perhaps, perhaps my love   The night is long and the drink is cheap. The music is good and the design of the night had brought her to me.   Words are shared… Continue reading

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