Liz's Poetry Blog

"Poetry is not only a dream and vision; it is the skeleton architecture of our lives. It lays the foundations for a future of change, a bridge across our fears of what has never been before."- Audre Lorde

Sunday, November 15, 2020

The Good in People

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I'm sitting on a rock dangling my feet  over the edge of a crystal clear creek,  moss paints the world around me,  the sun is shining do...

The Dogma of Passion

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If I had known  the last time we kissed  that months later I'd still  be waiting for the next I would've held your face in my hands ...
Thursday, November 5, 2020

Good Sex

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good sex feels both timeless and instant. blink once passionate kisses have already started fires between us. hands tracing hungrily over ea...
Tuesday, October 27, 2020

all in a day's work

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it's early. the morning dew is still caressing the grass. sunlight beaming like a spotlight as it gently peels through the windows. my b...
Wednesday, September 30, 2020

I am

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I no longer cower in fear at the prospect of love What scares me is not abundance but lack.   If I am afraid it is not because someone is gi...
Tuesday, September 29, 2020

To Love and Be Loved

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I do not know what it feels like  to love and be loved by another  but when I imagine what it must be like  a moment flashes in my mind  to ...

Better as Friends

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Sometimes I think about our first kiss how time was suspended as we breathed in the same air. My body flushed  with a warmth as unfamiliar  ...
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