Category: love
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My eBooks of poetry and romance are available at Etsy – please visit my page: https://www.etsy.com/shop/OctoberRoadPublish
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Please enjoy Rudy Francisco’s performance of his poem “The First Time You Said Hello”
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Cereal box decoder ring Your pink pillow now missing had been inside an invisible box with a Crayola note on the back of a love letter treasure map saying something about ‘in case of emergency’ So I go to my drawer and find my cereal box secret decoder ring to decode your internal…
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Please enjoy my poem, “Dashboard drawing board” – the winner of the 2013 UK People’s Poetry Contest! My eBooks of poetry and romance are available at Etsy – please visit my page: https://www.etsy.com/shop/OctoberRoadPublish
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It was music that had first attracted them to each other. When with his friends, the barrage of “Back in Black” and “Running with the Devil” was non-stop. In the quieter moments, alone in his room with the headset tethering him to the avocado green stereo by a twisted twelve foot cord, or cruising in…
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The stop signs (two) and traffic lights (too many to count) between his house and hers were (considered by him to be) impediments to the far too few minutes and hours that they spent together each day (or week or month) but the same red lights and signs on his way home were like magnets…
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Why not some poetry for Valentine’s Day??? Another 5-star review for “Songs you can’t dance to”: a must read for lovers of poetry and readers of all kinds for that matter Thanks!!!
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When we sat side by side and row by row watching sideways rain beat the side of the building at the far end of campus our professor taught us that the weeping philosopher suggested you can’t enter the same river twice and this must be true because I swim in you daily disrobed with despair…
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Another 5 star review of “Songs you can’t dance to” Another 5 star review of “Songs you can’t dance to” “I’ve enjoyed reading “Songs You Can’t Dance To” by Steven Harz immensely. It is a book for lovers and losers. A book celebrating young love while remembering times of lost love. There is a story…