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Anita Atina Poems
The perception of truth
Fact exists, truth needs to be believed My truth is important to me
We dislike in others, reflections of The dark shadows of our soul
Be A Man! ! !
If you’re moved to tears Don’t be afraid, to show you care
You Made Me Feel So Beautiful
Your kiss, your embrace, the way you touched me I still shiver with delight You made me feel so beautiful
Spirituality and sexuality
Spirituality and sexuality are different sides of the same coin The body is home to both
An Ode To Being Drunk!
Wobbly headed, seeing double, slow to react, Will my head float away if I don’t hold it down?
By your light you are known
Your true raiment most refined Is not made of silk or satin or lace
If life’s a river
If life’s a river Flowing on a course Long proven to be the best way To reach the sea, then flow on
Lasagne and love
Deliciously warm With ripe tomatoes
Run run You’ve got to run Now to keep up With every dunce!
Sing me a song, my love
Sing me a song of hope, my love That I may not, despair Sing me a song of strength, my love
I like rain [a poem for children... and ...
I like rain Lots of rain
I am the daughter of the Sun and the Sea
I am the daughter of the sun and the sea And I proudly stand ashore
One day, I want to talk A long meandering conversation Without watching the clock While rushing to catch a flight, or a train
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The perception of truth
Fact exists, truth needs to be believed
My truth is important to me
I also understand that
Your truth is important, to you
My life is not just a single truth
But a village of many kinds of truth
The version you believe, may be different from mine
And both versions are true, to each of us
The duality of truth
Fights for resolution
And yet, coexists
Quietly, when it needs to
Funny concept this truth
Does fact indeed exist?
And do we really need,
To believe the truth? ...