Katy Funke- poet and singer
Just words Sing me a lullaby, soft and sweet, just words to make me believe, love is alive and true. Just words, they may be. You are the sweetest wine kisses I… Continue reading
Just words Sing me a lullaby, soft and sweet, just words to make me believe, love is alive and true. Just words, they may be. You are the sweetest wine kisses I… Continue reading
Sway The Poet’s wish. Never sweet and never easy. A dancing beauty moved with the song. Her hips moving slowly with the tempting words. The dancing damsel, she knows she was the… Continue reading
Fallen Angels A Poem by Coyote Poetry A new poem. I hope you like. Fallen Angels In the lair of the fallen angels. Old men talk of fleeing love, old war and missed… Continue reading
Leave the light on Been one year now. We said goodbye on a cold Winter day and I remember I told you. I will leave the light on, my love. You have a… Continue reading
Lay lady lay I remember you. Your eyes of hazel green and the softness of your voice made me stop and worship the joy of living in those soft and tender… Continue reading
A dance with Death. (If you are lucky. We get warnings to change our ways. Years ago I was trying to drink myself to death in Austin, Texas. A dark-haired beautiful… Continue reading
Consequences —————————————————————————————————————— I do love you, love you like the wild sea, love you like the California mountains. You and I. I am Lake Huron and you are the Pacific. We cannot ever… Continue reading
A bloody Mary A pretty girl sat alone and I introduced myself. My name is Johnnie and I sat near her. She told me, my name is Paloma and she sat in a… Continue reading
William Oxer Unforgettable I found you waiting. Holding flowers of blue. I watched you pondering life and possibility. Your eyes rose up and you asked me. Was I okay? I… Continue reading
Forget me not —- She told me, flattery will get you everything. Please make me feel loved and wonderful. I need someone, to be their, everything. Even if just sweet lies dear… Continue reading