Sierra Eagleson songs and some words.
The days of May Kind Spring came, the warm days are here for us. The Flowers are rising up and they are reaching for the sun. The children are being sun-kissed by… Continue reading
The days of May Kind Spring came, the warm days are here for us. The Flowers are rising up and they are reaching for the sun. The children are being sun-kissed by… Continue reading
The beauty and the sea You saved me. You waited for me by the blessed Pacific ocean and you turned to me. You looked at me with your sea… Continue reading
Winding road Old world making me tire, it seem we all are weaving and moving, not going no-where. Just keeping above the deep waters of life. Once I was hell and turmoil,… Continue reading
Wisp of the night A Poem by Coyote Poetry Used a paragraph by a Poet name Arsh. I hope you like. Wisp of the night What have we become. We have become stranger in… Continue reading
Pretty Jen Was I running toward you or running from you? You were so damn pretty and so confused. I loved you once, in 1986 and we were just babies. We try to… Continue reading
Looking for my Agnes Hemingway wrote of his Agnes. A love, who saved him and left him. Hemingway learn. Love in war, just gifts of the survivors. We must go home. Took J.… Continue reading
Hello everyone. Each of you are a wonder and I hope you can do something you enjoy today.
What will be left? A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to show concern for Nature. Before she disappears. What will be left? I took my children to the lake. Signs are posted.… 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
Grandfather’s rose bushes My grandfather loved his roses. He would care for them and ensure they survived the Winter. He was a story-teller and he loved his story of the roses. He… Continue reading