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Folly Dead men don’t weep no more, stagnant life lead to deluded ending, Pretty things can hide the hidden truth, nothing gain-nothing lost. We can ascend and we can… Continue reading
Folly Dead men don’t weep no more, stagnant life lead to deluded ending, Pretty things can hide the hidden truth, nothing gain-nothing lost. We can ascend and we can… Continue reading
The whore bath A Poem by Coyote Poetry, Written in 1992 Sometime we must think and make wise decisions. The whore bath Large shining teeth, telling me the way to heaven. I will find… Continue reading
Books I have so many. I have love books for 50 years. Jack London “When God laughs” made me want to create. Hemingway words made me wish to travel and test life. Oscar… 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… Continue reading
If we make it through December Pretty Jenny was long legged and sweet as the Fall honey. She loved the Texas two-step and I love having her body near. She was… Continue reading
My eyes adored you My sweet dream, my first dream and my last dream. I loved you since you were my sweet and kind friend. You gave always gentle and sweet words… Continue reading