Family Ties
Live your truth Break the cycle of abuse Breathe Wink and sip on that metaphorical tea when you hear passive aggressive comments And give it right back to them Breathe Know who loves…
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“Two out of three ain’t bad”
Two out of three ain’t bad. —– I was sitting alone in a Austin tavern in 1996. Drinking long Island ice teas. Trying to get blinded. An old man dressed poorly ordered a… Continue reading
MEMORIES IN MY ARMS
Originally posted on MY WALL:
My arms knew music, the feel of a violin my fingers knew the places where the notes sang well My arms have forgotten the weight of a violin…
Unburied
Originally posted on Peace, Love and Patchouli:
We unearth our treasures unknowingly, lost bones gathered on silent sand washed ashore like mermaid souls, quietly wandering in ghostly apparitions. We gather together bits and…
“Unforgettable”
Unforgettable A Poem by Coyote Poetry Beautiful artwork create amazing words. Thank you Tumblr. yourtalana: William Oxer Unforgettable I found you waiting. Holding flowers of blue. I watched you pondering life and possibility.… Continue reading
REGRETFUL MEMORIES
Originally posted on INSPIRATIONAL POEMS:
Oh! I remember being a child, Purely gentle, tranquil and mild, Always generous and willing to share, Always selfless and willing to care. ‘Anxiety’, no, there wasn’t such…
The wisp of the night
Wisp of the night A Poem by Coyote Poetry Used a paragraph by a Poet name Arsh. I hope you like. Wisp of the night What have we become? We have become stranger… Continue reading
~PatieNcE~
Originally posted on LOVE QUIRKY:
Patience… In times of hardship When it’s difficult to understand? When it’s tearing your heart? Patience… In times of confusion? When waking up is such a burden And…
My Broken Picasso
Originally posted on Conceited Crusade:
I remember you in pieces, my broken Picasso, slanted like the sun, that slips right past silk curtains. Do you remember – the drive back from Paris was quick…
Metamorphoses
Originally posted on Conceited Crusade:
Our love is a tale as old as time, doomed by the gods, yet redeemed by chance – arrows dropped on the foot, ache more than the heart,…