Hugged me touched me all night smiled and kissed my face Am I not that pretty? Am I too pretty? why didn’t you want…
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1 Commentyou love me one day and then you are gone forever gone without a goodbye I don’t understand why only time will tell you are…
Leave a CommentHolding my hands like you own them You do Always have without me knowing Lovers will come eventually But my hands are yours forever
Leave a CommentI am from nights getting comfort from my thick red cloth book while lying in my cozy pastel bed. From a short lived…
1 CommentI put my headphones on and listened to an older poet As I grabbed one of the cushions that the dog stole And laid down…
2 CommentsSometimes he had heard shadow-tangle-twilight-stirred- willowed entrance to the wood, crackling twigs on the forest floor a hundred yards or more into the wood. He’d…
Leave a CommentOut of jealousy and insecurity man wants to control destroy that which he does not understand, that which threatens his fearful-limited existence and makes him…
1 CommentHello!… I hope at least one of these brings up a smile. If not- well, at least they’re not mind (ha ha I meant mine).…
1 CommentThought is both light and shadow. Within its tenuous harmony are the seeds of discord. Within its glittering “I shall love you all my days”…
1 CommentThinking about you has gotten me nowhere – thinking itself a graveyard, ghost thickened, veiling the heart, ghost, maker of grief and being apart. Grief…
Leave a CommentThe leaves on the ground were soft and flimsy But she collected them anyway As her black hair was wet and, in her eyes She…
2 Comments(please read with music, wait or fast forward 20 sec) ********* I was her last autumn red-velvet rose our hearts spoke and she…
1 CommentWhy do I live, why do I die? Why do I live, why do I cry? Here is the SOS of a man in distress…
1 CommentCHERRY BLOSSOMS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE CITY F A L L I N G DOWN TO THE S I D E W A L…
1 CommentI’ve called out to you countless times – your inmost heart… But you didn’t hear or were afraid, your fear enflamed as by a quietness…
Leave a CommentI recall those times I roamed in the wilderness weeping, wailing – like one who longed to be free from his distress. But that was…
Leave a CommentI wear the wind sweeping across the savannah, lion pouncing upon the wildebeest. I wear the wind sweeping across 1st Avenue, the middle aged man…
Leave a CommentIt was once said that William Blake taught his wife To read and write I always felt that he thought that a female mind Was…
1 CommentStaying in the present drinking my gourmet organic instant coffee made from reishi ganoderma lucidum spore powder. My daughter got me into it, love the…
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