“God going to cut you down”
God going to cut you down I told the kids. Hate is heavy sin and make us feel no good. Leave us dead in the heart and the mind. When you are… Continue reading
God going to cut you down I told the kids. Hate is heavy sin and make us feel no good. Leave us dead in the heart and the mind. When you are… Continue reading
I cannot forget you (A old poem written on 18 Feb 1993 with a re-write.) My sweet and kind friend. Please tell me, we are not done. We were friends first,… 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
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My Ambrosia Exposed legs, open bottle of wine and the dust of the day is a-coming. You have waited for me. You sat near the window and swam in deep thoughts. I wondered… Continue reading
What you give with hopeful heart, you will get more in return. If nature has made you for a giver, your hands are born open, and so is your heart; and though… Continue reading
Originally posted on Monody Prose:
Move your body in time to tones Slowly gracefully as you go I am a ghost of a simple past Tasting a painting that can not last Faded…
Originally posted on Olivia Carolynn Writes:
Smears of acrylic on whitewashed walls – a textured semblance of longing. Could I travel 1000 miles to see it for myself? Instead I sculpt a…
I am going to California I wrote down on a napkin at the Pier in Monterey. “You can’t go back and you can’t kill the memories.” I was young once and… Continue reading
My midnight dancer A pretty Gypsy girl, I watched her circle-dance with the sea. Spring Equinox brought me to the live music, the Gypsy girl befriended me in early Spring, she told… Continue reading