What’s it like? To live a normal life? Without the vivid imagery of IV’s and hospital machines What’s it like? To be so lucky? So worthy of a life I would not wish on anyone To not recall your last…
Source: To be me – N0tyetforgotten
Day: October 6, 2022
Baskets – Haiku 2022 – Suzette B’s Blog
Image credit: © Subbotina | Dreamstime highland winds lift hearts sounds of harvest baskets dangling bejewel autumn
Sleepless nights… | johncoyote
Sleepless nights… You and me, me and you. We love the Jazzy songs, slow dancing bare-ass for the midnight moon and making love till noon. You are my coffee mornings, my Lone Islands nights. D…
Source: Sleepless nights… | johncoyote
Lovers in Paris… | johncoyote
Lovers in Paris.. She whispered to me, “O my love, O my love. Make me feel alive. I plucked a rose for us today and I told the red rose. Where had my lover gone? The murmur of the sea told me…
Source: Lovers in Paris… | johncoyote
If you ever forget I love you… | johncoyote
If you ever forget I love you… Sober man, can’t write no more. He can’t feel no-more pain. Once he sought the greatest dreams and love was his, forever and one day. The fainting s…
Dear Cheryl prayed to the stars and the crying midnight moon. | johncoyote
Dear Cheryl prayed to the stars and the crying midnight moon… Once a beautiful woman believed love was grand, the kisses would become sweeter and love would save her. She would find me drinki…
Source: Dear Cheryl prayed to the stars and the crying midnight moon. | johncoyote
The Eye of the Storm – A Haibun – Poetry For Healing
I have been absent from this blog for the last few days as I was affected by Hurricane Ian here in Sarasota on the West Coast of Florida.
Source: The Eye of the Storm – A Haibun – Poetry For Healing
Help me Durga Maa – Love Poems- Words from Heart
Oh how badly i loved you, Never thought you would leave me like this. All i pray now Every single day Every single night With every thought, Is for healing of my heart, Healing of my mind, And heal…
Land and Sea – Jane Lurie Photography
Exploring the California and Oregon Coast.
Those Coral Crowns – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon | parallax
Photo: the Southern Ocean of Augusta. “We sail within a vast sphere, ever drifting in uncertainty, driven from end to end.” Blaise Paschal Those Coral Crowns If you drift, do you roll w…
Source: Those Coral Crowns – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon | parallax
The Reluctant Poet 