below the surface ~ we silence all the demons ~ until the angels sing — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Day: September 1, 2021
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This Specific Fingernail Mark Could Signal Melanoma | The Healthy
After her client’s melanoma diagnosis, a manicurist is urging others to recognize this little-known symptom.
Source: This Specific Fingernail Mark Could Signal Melanoma | The Healthy
Here’s Why You Should Never Wrap Your Leftovers in Foil | The Healthy
Covering a plate with foil and tossing it in the fridge may be an easy way to store food, but it can also put your health at risk.
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Sugar Addiction More Prevalent Than Ever — Sarah Hiner Talks to Molly Carmel | Bottom Line Inc
You could be a sugar addict—and not even know it. Diets won’t fix this—changing your relationship with sugar will.
Source: Sugar Addiction More Prevalent Than Ever — Sarah Hiner Talks to Molly Carmel | Bottom Line Inc
Heart Drugs That Rob Your Body of Nutrients
You can’t stop taking these drugs—so here are the nutritional supplements you need if you’re taking a drug for diabetes, cholesterol, blood pressure & more.
She was a diamond…
She was a diamond
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
We need to be thankful when we hold something precious in our hands.
She was a Diamond
20 Nov. 1994
The drunk man toasts to better days.
We touched shot glasses.
I asked him.
Did he ever see a woman who shone like a diamond?
So bright with hope and love.
She can bring you out of this hell?
My drunk friend just turns away.
I wandered to a safe and quiet corner.
I remembered her blue eyes.
Clear as a mountain stream.
Her flowing auburn hair.
Her beautiful smile that still can bring a smile back to me.
She was a baby in living.
I was soil with hate and disappointment.
Today I wonder why she came to me?
In a dark corner of a dancing Bar in Austin, Texas.
She came to me with a sweet smile.
She asked…
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Anywhere..
Anywhere…
Pretty lady dancing in the streets of San Francisco,
blessing my world with her laughter and her beauty.
I joined her in the dance and I whispered to her.
You are myAphrodite,
you make my world turn beautiful and wonderful.
She smiled and she told me.
We have the California sun, the sea near.
You and I have found paradise in the city of love.
Dancing Coyote
A beach day- Lake St. Clair…
Best day are the easy days.
The lake near and time to appreciate the days of Summer.
These are the days, we need.
Coyote
Fall sweet honey….
Fall sweet honey…
Beautiful as the rising Summer sun,
sweet and kind like the fresh Fall sweet honey.
She told me, if you want me.
Must leave your tomb and find me.
A divided heart will die a lonely one.
I told her, tragedy of a cowardice life.
Is accepting not enough.
Slaying your dreams and settling for a subtle life.
Waiting for nothing.
Sweet girl left Texas. She left to find sweet dreams and
I accepted dark skies and a trouble heart.
But it is okay, my tire bones don’t want much anymore.
Sweet and kind woman can arouse tire hope and spirit for a moment,
the bruised heart need some kind of peace and calm.
I see in sweet dreams. A beautiful girl dancing, drinking and
celebrating being alive in the city of lights.
Autumn is coming and I know she is content.
She took me to Paris…
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The Reluctant Poet 