Monthly Archive: December, 2021

Every Day Serenity

Originally posted on One Woman's Quest:
Serenity every day,I pray from the frayed edgeschaos rattling, pains howling Laundry waits in pilesof incompletion – like my life –demands eroding worth Hush! I scold…

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If you ever forget that I love you…

 If you ever forget I love you… Sober man, can’t write no more. He can’t feel no-more pain. Once he sought the greatest dreams and love was his, forever and one day. The… Continue reading

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A little crazy…

A little crazy…. She told me, don’t matter, who is right, who is wrong. We are what we are. All I know, you take me where I want to go. You are my… Continue reading

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A wing and a prayer…

  A wing and a prayer…. He told the Lake St. Clair. We become, who suppose become. Hell-bound life can lead us to place of peace. He told the lady of the lake.… Continue reading

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The fingerprints…

 The fingerprints…. I washed the blankets and I washed the sheets. I opened the Window wide and the damn cold air awoke my memory of you. On a September night in the Fall,… Continue reading

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The nightingale song…

The nightingale song A Poem by Coyote Poetry A Native American tale I was taught and I teach my grandchildren.                             … Continue reading

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Misfit Toys ~ Christmas Pt. 3

Originally posted on You Lil Dickens:
The Island of Misfit Toys allows us to imagine that maybe our flaws are actually just uniqueness misunderstood. Band aids and boo boos not kissed Toys with…

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Write on me…

 Write on me… The California Summer nights are here and you are with me my lover.I told the night stars. Thank you for the  sacred mornings awaking with you near and thelong darkness… Continue reading

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The city of lights- You wanted Paris and I wanted you…

You wanted Paris and I wanted you. “Night conversation” Best talks are when the moon is out and time in not be counted. She wanted Paris and I wanted her.- Chapter one…. Her… Continue reading

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Water and fire…

Water and fire… I told the Irish beauty in the tavern In Austin, Texas. Some men are dying and some men are living. Death is like a fire. It will burn strong and… Continue reading

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