Idyllic places and time.. The storyteller told the writers. We shall learn that life is Summer and Winter. Spring and Fall. We will know sweetness and we shall know sadness. We will be… Continue reading
Texas gals.. (April is poetry month. New poetry number twenty-four.) Once I escaped Michigan. I was seeking death and I went to three war zones and I learn. I had something left. The… Continue reading
Whiskey drinking woman.. (April is poetry month. New poetry number twenty-three.) 1- Anymore, nevermore, forevermore. Will we seek less? Will we seek more? We play catch and release holding the whiskey glass, so… Continue reading
A letter… I wrote you a letter. Just words to be read. I wanted you to know. You are my everything. My mystery to try to understand and comprehend. I know you have… Continue reading