Tell me. How you lived?…
Tell me, how you lived?… Old poet told the people at the poetry reading. Dead men, do not rise. He read some quotes. “For each man kills the things he loves, Yet each… Continue reading
Tell me, how you lived?… Old poet told the people at the poetry reading. Dead men, do not rise. He read some quotes. “For each man kills the things he loves, Yet each… Continue reading
Originally posted on You Lil Dickens:
Dedicated to My Joe, Lily Lorelai June, and John Joe Fitzgerald I’d gladly bring the circus to you, a bag of peanuts too Anything to make you…
IF I was the king of the forest. A Poem by Coyote PoetryOld memories and old dreams. If I was the King of the Forest….. American Soldiers drinking with boisterous and loud German… Continue reading
The animal. A Poem by Coyote PoetryWho is the real loser in a war? Is there a winner? Men of hate keep a-coming. Wars will never stop…. Till all of us are dead…….. The… Continue reading
Originally posted on EROS Y PALABRAS by Pura María García:
Fotografía de Pura María García El soñar encubierto. ? Amontonadas, las siluetas humanas exudan una tempestad interna que acallan. Silencios. Niños…