The sinner’s prayer…
The sinner’s prayer I knew every tavern on Highway 35 in Texas. I drank a beer and some whiskey in almost every one. Those Texas girls loved me. I could two-step and… Continue reading
The sinner’s prayer I knew every tavern on Highway 35 in Texas. I drank a beer and some whiskey in almost every one. Those Texas girls loved me. I could two-step and… Continue reading
Originally posted on Modern Romanticism:
Echo about Your frolicking self. The rain is but a flicker To the decay of warmth. I want to hold A form that wilts, no more, When the…
Originally posted on Jessica M. Collette:
? The butterflies admire The flowers as they sway The chipmunks continue To run about and play The bees give thanks For the promise of golden honey…
I have no regrets A Poem by Coyote Poetry (Bad days become less painful with time and distance.) No regrets I stopped in Ann Arbor in June, year 2000. I liked to swim… Continue reading
Amazing poetry.
Besamos mucho Let us bathe in the quiet. You and I. The sun had gone and the moon is rising. And You and I. Alone by Lake St. Clair. Just us together… Continue reading
The black night and the shadow dance A long time ago in the late night hours of Tubingen, Germany. You and I were wild and free. The yearly Summer festival was alive… Continue reading