Dear Clinton Michigan.
Dear Clinton Michigan You told me often. Love wasn’t enough. The heart become far away and hidden with time and age. —— California isn’t enough I called you my beautiful Jenny and I… Continue reading
Dear Clinton Michigan You told me often. Love wasn’t enough. The heart become far away and hidden with time and age. —— California isn’t enough I called you my beautiful Jenny and I… Continue reading
Originally posted on Extraordinary Sunshine Weaver:
I am Ocean, Scarlet shadows, Waves of vibrant Silken purple, Breaking in the storm. No horizon; Sea is sky. Sailor, find me. Feel my sweeping, Churning…
The disease A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some sickness is permanent. The DISEASE Two strangers sat together in the Austin, Texas Jazz club.… Continue reading
Originally posted on Made of sticks and stones:
? photo credit: h.koppdelaney Observer via photopin (license) Reaching out for something As if it might be Poisoned, the antidote Is not getting you through.…