Siesta

Lazy afternoon, Head heavy, Eyes drifting Sleep calling To the wind Whispering, Through the leaves. The Sun stealing in Through slatted windows, Golden ribbons Of warmth Across browned skin. Blood running In busy, Concentric circles Through the ears, Like shallow waves Marrying the shores In a shady cove. That hour of solitude Where quiet sings…

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Slow Down

Slow down!   There’s no race, really; no tag, no certificate, no gold stars or trophies that can justify the loss of your precious time or life. There’s no wad of greens or plastic, that can count as more important than yourself and those you call ‘yours’. Your achievements, your degrees, your Porsche, your Armanis, your…

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Guest Post – Day 3: Live Life Full Size

It’s Day 3 of the Guest Post Series and here I am with another wonderful poem by a very witty and charming person, which reflects in his poems too. I dare ya! Give him any word, and he’ll churn out the most delightful poetry on it. Easy on the eyes, but at the same time…

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