Dreaming of Scotland..
Dreaming of Scotland.. She was as pretty as a picture.Fate had brought her to me at a dark tavern in Germany.Her raging brown eyes andauburn hair across gentle and soft shoulders.Her fragrance of… Continue reading
Dreaming of Scotland.. She was as pretty as a picture.Fate had brought her to me at a dark tavern in Germany.Her raging brown eyes andauburn hair across gentle and soft shoulders.Her fragrance of… Continue reading
A amazing woman, only one Mom Mabley
Wildflowers dreams. (For Brigitte) Young love, first love. Can expand too quickly. Leaving two people with no place to go. Love isn’t fair. Need the unities of two people living and dying… Continue reading
The lucky or the crazy. A Poem by Coyote Poetry “I lived on the coastline of California for three years. No better place to be. “ The lucky or the crazy.. We… Continue reading
The prettiest gal in town.. She wore her Summer dresses year around. She loved the Monterey weather and she always carry a smile to share with me. She shared her kind words and… Continue reading
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family Alienation is demoralising, the isolation crushing, especially under all the moist damp spit and pity. What can one do? Sit and cry,…