Some of us are creatures of our own imagination,
Nightmares for some,
Whimsy for others.
We love and learn.
We feel and move on.
And for those who follow blindly,
There is no imagination,
There is no real joy,
No love,
Nothing but hate,
And empty promises,
Of nothing.
In memory for those who have given their lives for our freedom:
From poet and friend and Viet Nam Vet Rick Turton: Click here for: The Eagle Cried.
More absolutely wonderful poetry from John Coyote…Click here for: My Winter love.
If you aren’t following johncoyote.wordpress.com you should be. It will touch your heart and soul.
More silly fun. Click here for: When Old Meets New – Musings on Living With An Ancient Vampire.
A beautiful and powerful post. It will touch your soul: The Wednesday Poetry Corner: Featuring Alan Patrick Traynor..
More poetry from Matthew Kirshenblatt: Necromancer.
Poetry: White Silk, Black Tails…
From On The Plum Tree:
All The Lonely People: Poems From Around The World.Each week, I will feature a poem from one of our contributing authors to our recent All The Lonely People Anthology. To date, our anthology has received almost 2, 500 views, which shows just how much interest there is in this complex and often overlooked subject.We begin with a wonderful poem by DiAnne Ebejer. As it defines Loneliness, I though this a great place to begin this heuristic exploration into this subject.You can click DiAnne’s name to connect with this wonderful poet (and person) on Facebook. DiAnne’s blog details are at the end f her post. Thank you DiAnne for your beautiful, well constructed words.
via All The Lonely People: Poems From Around The World..
West Coast Review 