Even the walls are listening
Originally posted on Paragonwords:
The walls are soaked Dripping out The pain and prayer Of a grieving heart Laughter has died My lips now quiver In fear for the future For my children,…
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Freedom
Originally posted on Paragonwords:
Your eyes touched me Layers of pain Rolled off my shoulders Something ancient awoke The taste of Freedom Dancing within my bones© Nikki Moore© All rights reserved 2016
“Did I tell you?”
Did I tell you? A Poem by Coyote Poetry A wise person is thankful for what he has. Did I tell you? I don’t remember if I told you how beautiful you are. I have… Continue reading
Mandala
Originally posted on TheFeatheredSleep:
It was her habit to keep secrets never betray a confidence and find it hard to trust those who were over friendly with compliments and kind words often the…
A Prayer for MLK Day
Originally posted on Sophia's Pockets:
For me, as a US American citizen, this Martin Luther King Jr. Day feels especially intense, because this same week this country will inaugurate someone who has denigrated those who struggled along side Dr. King,…
The sweetest of songs
Originally posted on Siren Whispers:
He watches as the chords of music wrap themselves around her. As they dance with every movement of her body. Every curve every line a melody of their own.…
Medusa Gorgona Photography
Originally posted on Elestra:
Medusa Gorgona: I am photographer inspired by fairy tales and Pre-Raphaelite paintings. I love create dark whimsical romantic pictures with textured look, dominated by strong colors. My goal is…
On Seeing Hidden Figures
Originally posted on Slow Mover:
We decided as a family to go see the movie Hidden Figures today as one way to honor Dr. King. What an amazing group of women! I am…
“You are my ocean”
You are my ocean My first love was the sea. Uncontrolled and free. I danced with her, as a child. I fell into her waves and I felt the safety of her… Continue reading
“The perfect sea”
The perfect sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words coyotepoetrebloggedivefreya coyotepoet The perfect sea You lifted your red dress and you walked into the sea. Perfect feet danced with the moving waves.… Continue reading