Poetry: My Territory
Amazing poetry by a talented writer.
Monthly Archive: March, 2020
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Rush —Mark Ryan
Originally posted on Grumpy's Gifts (poetry corner):
Humbled, caught in such rapture. Clinging to joy like a root to a tree. No longer myself, yet loved still. Understanding fate’s anatomy. Chaos now…
For Ben Jonson
For Ben Jonson. Writer, actor and poet. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Dryden introduced Ben Jonson to me. Writer, Poet and Actor. 1573-1637. To write To become a good writer. We must read and… Continue reading
Wicked Wanda
Enjoy the amazing poem.
Blue
A wonderful poem by a talented writer.
Purgatory Inn and no place to go…
Purgatory Inn and no place to go. I have the long Island ice tea, fresh and cold, bartender keep them coming. They love the big tippers. Purgatory Inn is open early… Continue reading
My Ojibwa Grandmother chant…
My Ojibwa Grandmother Chant My dear Ojibwa Grandmother with sad eyes would chant songs of ancient times. I still can hear them in sweet dreams where I was safe and free, I remember… Continue reading
Lilac wine…
Lilac wine Pretty pictures are left now and now you are gone. I sit by the lilac trees and I’m smelling the lavender in the air. You were my Spring… Continue reading
Port Austin….
Port Austin Port Austin, in the thumb of Michigan. Touched by Lake Huron. A gathering for the people who love the lakes and the privacy of the small city and the kind… Continue reading
Our world… Old world, new world.
Our world…Old world, new world. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Old world, new world Old world is gone. Our world is quiet. Today the streets… Continue reading