Meet me on the bridge
Lover,
on the water,
over the water
here in the middle of me
This bridge was built for us
Lover,
to make a wish,
a silver wish,
and set the gold fish free
Follow the arch of colour
Lover,
under the sun,
full of sun
we’ll melt the frozen sea
All That Glitters Is Not Gold
it is all just bullshit anyway.....
Your Brain is a Radio that Does What its Told
Haikus Senryus and Tankas about anything and everything
Poetry
musings on life | bits of psychology | attempts at poetry
In other countries individuals go to jail and/or die for weblogging. While the bulk of this country makes the internet an extention of T.V.
Scripting the desires that are soul deep
The Poetry Monarch.
I write things you may like
Texas Outlaw Poet
Darkness, delusion, smeared with a stick of butter and laughter. Words collide, they bring forth death!
Pain goes in, love comes out.
well, come on in. bite. chew. spit.
He started Writing, The paper started speaking...
Once lost
Silver Poetry 
This truly beautiful and relevant… your images are vivid and alluding to so much more! Thank you ~ Deborah
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oh you are SO welcome! thanks for reading and taking the time to comment xx
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Beautiful!
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thanks Gaby x
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The words flowed so softly, like the water..
lovely indeed!!
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thankyou …i am thinking i might keep working on that one behind the scenes….something needs tweaking….
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This is beautiful ❤
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thank you very much xx
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This is an intense but lovely poem–you carry out the metaphor beautifully and originally. K.
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