Where have the Ojibwa gone?
Dancing Coyote
Dancing Coyote
Originally posted on Under The Bell Jar:
gently she sings as i lay me down to sleep,? a hopeful song of loss for the girl that once was me. in this very room…
Originally posted on The Words of Dahlia:
Poets are the unrequited lovers Professing their Love, one of a kind For their unknown muses Sailing freely through their mind; Muses, they never know How…
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Naked. Naked we can be in the midnight hours, naked are we and maybe we wear a veil over our face, a mask? When do we show our real face? When do we… Continue reading