Whimsical or not..
Originally posted on rhythmandthedancer:
From the array of colors To the multitude of acts Nothing stays hidden Everything is portrayed Mesmerized in thought Perhaps it’s to contemplate But once up on our feet…
Originally posted on rhythmandthedancer:
From the array of colors To the multitude of acts Nothing stays hidden Everything is portrayed Mesmerized in thought Perhaps it’s to contemplate But once up on our feet…
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———————- Lovely Liz On paper, pen and paper is spilled blood upon notions of things wanted and so damn far away. We secretly abated love and you became wish to behold. I wanted… Continue reading
Self A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Warning This Poem is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers under 18. Self Wars, whores and drink. Salvation for the soldiers. Untamed… Continue reading
The war is over A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words and thoughts. The war is over The war is over for you, my friend. The taps were played. Many soldiers stood near… Continue reading
The payment is due A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words The payment is due “Bacchus blessing are a treasure; Drinking is a soldier’s pleasure; Rich the treasure, sweet the pleasure; Sweet… Continue reading
Originally posted on Poet Rummager:
Illustration by Ted Giffin Should I walk away as your fire burns me? Not even touching you, I smolder. This *Aegis shield I wear is my frigid icy…
The war, the blood and the gun A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. The war, the blood and the gun. No-one is screaming for the child of war. They have known only… Continue reading
Arousing illusions A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need temptation to make us wish and expand want and need. Arousing illusionOld man told the kid sitting with him at the bar. The senses. Taste,… Continue reading
The final act She whispered. I need you. I don’t need you. You used to run home to be. Undress me at the door. I loved how you loved my silk stockings. I… Continue reading