We must be like a butterfly. Dance with the wind freely and bravely.
Like this. Part three.
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If you go away on a Summer day...
Do we remember love? Does love remember us?
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The dancer
Dreaming of Big Sur.
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Secrets and lies...
Sometimes we don't know what is true and what is not?
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Roses are red my love...
Attempt at a Valentine's poem. A 1989 poem with a rewrite.
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Please talk to me, please write on my skin..
Attempt at a Valentine's time poem.
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Please come to me on a Summer day.
Happy Valentine's day.
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Slip and fall..
Almost a Valentine's day poem.
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Love of my life...
Maybe a Valentine's day poem?
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I knew we were running and escaping love touch in the same second..
Old muse is alive..
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I do, dear I do..
Nick Cave is my muse today.
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A penny for your thoughts...
Hanging with Nick Cave..
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You are so beautiful...
My muse is alive today. Thank you Nick Cave.
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The faces of children..
No-one wins in war. The winner celebrate and dead cannot speak no-more.
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Barefoot girl...
Nothing as beautiful as a woman who is barefoot, dancing with the sea and happy.
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Love on the rocks..
Great music made me write this.
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Softly we go..
Yesterday is gone. Take my hands and make today. Our best day.
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A fairytale ending...
All of us want a perfect day. All of us want to know the sweetness of love. Maybe love is a fairytale?
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The long night...
We cannot stop time. Time is a deadly friend.
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When did I get old?
Some little poetry.
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Painting pretty pictures.
Elle Carpenter song and story gave me reasons to write. We learn often in a life. Love will brake our heart. Dear Elle lost her husband of five years and is trying to stand-up again.
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Afraid of love...
A beautiful Elle Carpenter gave me reasons to write tonight.
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Been awhile my friend.
Good song made me write this.
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Last bus going to the sea..
Good music made me write this.
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So damn tired..
Good song made me write this poem.
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Kill or be kind..
Samantha Fish made me write these words.
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Love never befriended me.. Poem one for April.
April, poetry month. Number one.
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I do, dear I do.
April, poetry month number two.
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One tin soldier.. April, poetry month number three.
Thank you for reading.
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I remember you..
April, poetry month number four.
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I remember you...
My number five poem for April. Poetry month.
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The midnight hour..
April, poetry month poem number six.
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The darkness..
April, poetry month poem number seven..
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Nothing could stop me..
April, poetry month new poem number eight.
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Almost love...
April, poetry month new poetry number nine.
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I need more barefoot days.
April, poetry month new poetry number ten.
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The hanging tree..
April, poetry month number eleven. Sometimes. We cannot win, sometimes. We are not allowed to know kindness. The gift of love had forgotten us. Or maybe we have forgotten love?
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You are my poetry...
April poetry month number twelve.
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A New Orleans lullaby..
April poetry month new poetry number thirteen.
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Please one more dance near the sea..
For April, poetry month number fourteen.
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Love and hate..
April, poetry month number fifteen.
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Love on the rocks..
Trying to write 30 poems for April.
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So cold.
April is poetry month. New poetry number seventeen.
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A Texas gal whispered to me. Bang, bang.
April is poetry month. New poem number eighteen.
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A Spring day.
April is poetry month. New poetry number nineteen.
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Kindness.
April is poetry month. New poetry number twenty.
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Grandma's hands...
April is poetry month. New poetry number twenty-one.
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Praying to Saint Clara del pobre.
April is poetry month. New poetry number twenty-two.)
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Whiskey drinking woman..
April is poetry month. New poem number twenty-three.
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Texas gals.
April, poetry month new poetry number twenty-four.
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