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Barefoot daisiesA Poem by Benita-Staebell M - Kindr..Gypsies free spirited walking barefoot loving life traveling nature's beauty and daisy and sunflowers make me think of my beautiful mother. |
She Saw Me WatchingA Poem by OhiomanThe author of this haiku poem tells us what happened when he peeked in on his girlfriend taking a shower. |
*untitled 61*A Poem by mh_holtHow could any of us had known what was going to happen to him?The poor dear.It was like one minute he was standing right in front of us. Thennext, i.. |
Indian oceansA Poem by Benita-Staebell M - Kindr..the picture is the inspiration for the poem. |
Her VoicesA Poem by Peggy OlsonTousled up and dropped on a draftas an afterthoughtone spied a maiden across the way.And wondered...how to make love to damaged souls;how did one make.. |
JuxtapositionA Poem by TyJuxtaposition |
People in motionA Poem by Benita-Staebell M - Kindr..Out and about with family observing people and how different their lives are very inspiring. |
Companion loverA Poem by Benita-Staebell M - Kindr..I was very overwhelmed stressed out depressed melancholy sad when writing this |
"Lovely Days Are The Stuff Of Dreams..."A Poem by Chris"I was dancin' with my darlin' to the Tennessee Waltz when an ol' friend I happened to see..." meaning-full lyrics thanks to Redd Stewart. |
Trust My Feelings?A Poem by AiHTrust my feelings?Why don’t you say you love me with words? Every time you look at me and smile I bite my tongue...Because how many times can I .. |
You Are Such A Fantastic LoverA Poem by OhiomanThe title of this four line poem happens to be what one woman is saying while another woman is doing something to her. |
Dear, The Deadliest,A Poem by beckyflowaA poem about dealing with a broken heart that was delivered to you out of the blue. |
EremophobiaA Poem by Anubis“Absence is a house so vast that inside you will pass through its walls and hang pictures on the air.” ― Pablo Neruda |
LifeA Poem by The Iron HorsemanFeeling reflective, musing on the meaning of life, the universe and everything. I don't think it's 42... |
Maybe We Should, Lest Both We CouldA Poem by DalfontionIts not everyday, that everyday happens |