Posts by Diana Lessire
NEW SNOW CITY
My beautiful city
is being completely covered
NEW SNOW CITY My beautiful city is being completely covered by a white blanket! Snow,snow and more snow Still falls very slow like the afterglow...
NEW SNOW CITY My beautiful city is being completely covered by a white blanket! Snow,snow and more snow Still falls very slow like the afterglow...
~ Spice & Yak ~
The room swirls with yak
Barbs, jabs, nips and
~ Spice & Yak ~ The room swirls with yak Barbs, jabs, nips and nails Minds sharper than razors Always seeking something -- Something lowly grotesque ...
~ Spice & Yak ~ The room swirls with yak Barbs, jabs, nips and nails Minds sharper than razors Always seeking something -- Something lowly grotesque ...
This particular poem is very special for me!!! After 15 years of
This particular poem is very special for me!!! After 15 years of no writing, at the beginning of this year, 2014, I have decided to write again!... Th...
This particular poem is very special for me!!! After 15 years of no writing, at the beginning of this year, 2014, I have decided to write again!... Th...
The Turkish poetess, Leyla Isik.
Out-Of-Spite-Free
How free
The Turkish poetess, Leyla Isik. Out-Of-Spite-Free How free you are out-of-spite-free I could yet not break the iron bars inside of me. Im enslaved ...
The Turkish poetess, Leyla Isik. Out-Of-Spite-Free How free you are out-of-spite-free I could yet not break the iron bars inside of me. Im enslaved ...
Melange by Lynn Zachmann
Baskets of shells, pebbles, beach
Melange by Lynn Zachmann Baskets of shells, pebbles, beach glass fill the corners of my mind worry stones during disquieting wakeful dreams I hav...
Melange by Lynn Zachmann Baskets of shells, pebbles, beach glass fill the corners of my mind worry stones during disquieting wakeful dreams I hav...
Yearnings... by Ashok K. Bhargava
How can I be myself
my own
Yearnings... by Ashok K. Bhargava How can I be myself my own tree my own roots, branches, leaves my own flower in the morning of my own sun. I do no...
Yearnings... by Ashok K. Bhargava How can I be myself my own tree my own roots, branches, leaves my own flower in the morning of my own sun. I do no...
Stewing Mind - by Amy Barry
But here I was
deep into the wonder
Stewing Mind - by Amy Barry But here I was deep into the wonder and delight of Magnolias, Lilacs, Freesias. I heard bird song but to my ears it was l...
Stewing Mind - by Amy Barry But here I was deep into the wonder and delight of Magnolias, Lilacs, Freesias. I heard bird song but to my ears it was l...
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