‘Water and fire’
Water and fire I told the Irish beauty in the tavern In Austin, Texas. Some men are dying and some men are living. Death is like a fire. It will burn strong… Continue reading
Daily Archive: February 24, 2018
‘Holy as love’
Pretty woman dancing with me on the Belton, Texas dance hall floor on a Friday night. She told me. Honey, darling and my sweetheart. Love demands payment. Love is holy and can be… Continue reading
‘War pig’
War pigs Does the child want war in the elementary school? Do the mother want their daughter and son to die for people in faraway lands? People tell me. War is a part… Continue reading
Wild horses- part one
Wild horses, part one A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter. Wild horses, part one Brigitte drank some wine and she asked him. Great words, you have expressed. God have create everything… Continue reading
Why do we write?
Poetry-love, passion and meaning. “I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)I am never without it (anywhere I go you go,my dear; and whatever is done by only… Continue reading
Ripe fruit
Originally posted on TheFeatheredSleep:
The body Is a soft pomegranate Shiny seeds spilling out Soft offering proffers Sell by date Arbitrary or fated circles within circles Once, you bled The same crimson as…