Rough roads ~ #poem

Originally posted on Exclusive Inflictions:
? May your path be deliberate As you travel the forsaken roads Following intuition where it goes For a chance at something different May you have all of…

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The Wanderer

Originally posted on Purplerays:
The Wanderer. I saw the sunset-colored sands,The Nile, like flowing fire between,Where Ramses stares forth sereneAnd ammon’s heavy temple stands. I saw the rocks where long ago,Above the sea…

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I gave my love to you, my sweet Beatrice…

(I found some old letters from dear Beatrice. I found some old poetry. I hope you like)   I gave my love to you,  my sweet Beatrice   Was Monterey, was the sea… Continue reading

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My dear Beatrice…

My dear Beatrice   She told me. “Johnnie become like the dancing waves. Wild and free. Allow the Monterey nights to make us know the freedom and  the laughter. Enter into the mediation… Continue reading

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Never dance with the Devil….

Never dance with the Devil You are so damn fine, yes you are. You are like Black Velvet whiskey, Straight, easy to drink and smooth as silky kisses and erotic dances at the… Continue reading

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Poem: King Sunflower – 29/01/20

Originally posted on Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose:
How we rise like sunflowers, bright and blessed, sunlight beaming on our faces, glancing sideway-winks, and hearts as heavenly warm as though heated by…

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Someone like you…

Someone like you I told her, I was bleeding, I was dying. You, my love, my savior. You honored me, blessed me with the gift of your sweet love. I have been loving… Continue reading

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Never enough whiskey….

 Never enough whiskey she told me Pretty girl drank alone, once we great lovers and now we have become strangers seeking nothing. I told her, damn tavern is the place to die, dear… Continue reading

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Human beings

True and wonderful words by a talented writer.

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Transformation

This grace, this river, this flame. This life that flows and rages and burns. I no longer need these eyes to discover the beauty in all things wild and true. I feel the…

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