the day that never comes-Gabriela M.
Originally posted on Heretics, Lovers, and Madmen:
the sea throws fishing nets into the sky the blood of stars drops on a lonely shore acoustic ships fantasize under the reddish voice of night…
Originally posted on Heretics, Lovers, and Madmen:
the sea throws fishing nets into the sky the blood of stars drops on a lonely shore acoustic ships fantasize under the reddish voice of night…
Originally posted on Heretics, Lovers, and Madmen:
in steel country, in coal country daddy drove a truck and mama prayed good girls laid on our backs; we crushed our wings we let the…
Amazing verbal poetry and words by a talented writer.
You are my poetry Forlorn love, treasured memories. You used to read poetry to me by the candle light. You were my heavenly voice, sweet songs when life became too hard. … 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,… Continue reading