“Mercy, mercy me”
Mercy, mercy me We were Long Island ice teas and long talks, we were free-climbers of the free mountains and we loved dancing with the Pacific. You were the most beautiful woman,… Continue reading
Field of perfection
In the field of perfection I wished upon the first star of the new night, I wished for warm Spring days, good wine, long days and warm kisses. I want to drink… Continue reading
Song of Seasons
A amazing poem shared by a talented writer.
Spotted Eagle
Originally posted on T.L. Murphy, Poet at Large:
? ? flies out of the sun he doesn’t know his spots are night fires lit by gods ? or his wings wind galloping…
Please sing me a lullaby, my sweet lady
Please sing me a lullaby, my sweet lady My lovely lady lay in sweet slumber and I whispered into her ear. You are my morning blessing, my daytime kindness and my midnight… Continue reading
A love story
Love story You were going to be a dancer, a poet, going to save our world. I was content to be in the reflection of your eyes. I told you often dear… Continue reading
A kind and sweet lullaby
Please sing to me, a kind and sweet lullaby. In the night when I’m overtook by the weight of life. You touched my face and brought my head into the safety of… Continue reading
The Scottish kisses
Scottish kisses It was 1978 and the long days of Summer were here. Early June, warm days, weekend activities and weekend adventures to discover new places. I found safety in the… Continue reading
SHE SAUNTERS RIPE WITH THE SEASON
Originally posted on Rumi and the Shadow:
She, like moon with no undue pace but that of her slow wonder, wanders to where the brambles bend and maples bow in homage to their…
“Dirty little secrets”
Dirty little secrets I watched the moon rise and the sun run away and I remember, ” You and I”. I was the dancing moon whispering words of love to you as we… Continue reading