Poetry Blogs (equal rights)
They rewrote songs on the sceneries of their dreams,
under the same roof, in the same room, but alone.
Living in each other’s isolations,
so tiring, boring, sensual, overwhelming, warm.
In thoughts, several severely intimate moments had passed;
their knotted minds kissed intermittently, not seldom.
He knew he was boundless, liberal, enraged, , jealous, dizzy,
he thought h...
Friday 21st July 2017 9:13 pm
I am who I am largely due to the women I have known
I give thanks to their help in my personal development
for teaching me how to express love
through vital lessons they have shown
like empathy, compassion, forgiveness and understanding
accepting me despite my many flaws and imperfections.
To all the positive female role models I've known over the years
who reassured me that s...
Sunday 22nd January 2017 9:35 am