Bad, bad, bad ass lady..
Bad, bad, bad ass lady… (May-day poetry thirty one.) She was the prettiest gal I ever seen. She was drinking the Johnnie Walker whiskey alone, her shoes were off to the side of… Continue reading
Bad, bad, bad ass lady… (May-day poetry thirty one.) She was the prettiest gal I ever seen. She was drinking the Johnnie Walker whiskey alone, her shoes were off to the side of… Continue reading
Amazing poetry shared by a talented writer.
Originally posted on marcellocomitini:
La bocca della verità a Roma Parliamo assaggiamo divoriamo e baciamo.Siamo bocca. E qualche gesto d’amore.Dimentichiamo il nostro essere contraddittorie a occhi chiusi pensiamo di possedereil solo grande cuoreche…
Originally posted on With The Dying Daisy:
a raven looked at me todaywas that you?or the fly that i saw today where your body laid a week and a half agothe one i…
A love letter….Dear Coco (May-day poetry thirty.) (I love the young dust, the falling sun touching and kissing the lake. Create a afterglow of light and darkness. The world seem to be at-ease… Continue reading
Please read the amazing poetry of a amazing writer.
When the war is over ————————————————————————————————————– I haven’t been right, maybe I won’t be right again, I left war and war found me. Friends faces are hanging with me, a heavy sadness. My… Continue reading
Thank you for reading. On May 31, remembering the good men and good women, who left us too soon. John Castellenas
Originally posted on onthepathleasttraveled:
Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..just letting the heart do the talking while the fingers do the walking while being different, being me… 🙂 ( “I…
Raise your glass high and thank the Soldiers for standing tall.I drink a Miller Lite on 24 August for my good friend missed. Raise your glass to remember SSG. Donald N. Davis and all… Continue reading