Some California poetry
Dear Clinton, Michigan You told me often. Love wasn’t enough. The heart become too hidden with time and age. —— California isn’t enough I called you beautiful Jenny and I told you.… Continue reading
Dear Clinton, Michigan You told me often. Love wasn’t enough. The heart become too hidden with time and age. —— California isn’t enough I called you beautiful Jenny and I told you.… Continue reading
Bitter branches A Poem by Coyote Poetry J.B Harvey. Her poetic words made me want to write tonight. Bitter branches Old men are like ancient trees. Life will expand and multiply. They will… Continue reading
Love demand payment. Young soldiers with old eyes sat alone by the New Jersey Atlantic sea. Writing words upon old journal for few to see. He wrote words with many meanings. Reap what… Continue reading