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I will sing the blues for you Johnnie be good, Johnnie be bad and Johnnie dancing alone to the Jazz. The words sweet, tempting and so true. My baby left me, I’m so… Continue reading
I will sing the blues for you Johnnie be good, Johnnie be bad and Johnnie dancing alone to the Jazz. The words sweet, tempting and so true. My baby left me, I’m so… Continue reading
Originally posted on Pacific Paratrooper:
? William Leahy, USMC “As it appeared on Locust Valley Leader, March 4, 2015. Patty Brexel of the LV Leader sent this to me,” Rosalinda Morgan, contributor. William…
Originally posted on FLOALOGY:
LEAVE IT ALL Come one Come all As this poet right here Writes with purpose And tends to recall Words and phrases From the back and front Of…
Three short poems. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Need help editing. —————- A Spring flower Was a Spring flower, so tall and so beautiful. Was a Spring flower, that reached for the sky… Continue reading
Across the sea The dark Poet sat alone by the sea and he was watched the Georgia Atlantic ocean dance upon the empty 5am beach. He loved the early morning and he watched… Continue reading
True splendor My timeless beauty. My wild and uncontrolled dream. You are my forbidden wish. My secret dance needed in a fragile world. You are my first wish and my last need. You… Continue reading
Cigarettes, whiskey and you I told you. Flawed and imperfect love. Destine places for the forgotten. We, who wandered on lonely path. Seekers of frenzy nights and calm days. Never content with… Continue reading