Lovely Maria Daines song and some words.
Love be damned, Love be sweet. Where are you my sweetest love? You were my Spring time wish, my Summer dance, my Autumn taste of sweet October new wine, My Winter song. I… Continue reading
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Johnny Cash Sunday song and some words.
Dirty, dirty world. Messy, messy world. Gun are being shot, people die. Who cry for the people in the way of the wars. Are the dead, acceptable death? Who is praying for the… Continue reading
She’s crazy…
She’s crazy… I was like my father I believed. I liked the whiskey and the gin. And I loved the women too. I believe I was a rolling stone who wanted the long… Continue reading
Mercy…..
Mercy ———————————————————————————————————————– The fallen man wanted nothing, the fallen man accepted his sadness. Once upon a life, he wanted everything. Love was near, great dreams were possible. Now the fallen man told his… Continue reading
We need more love words and beautiful Tanya Tucker song.
We need more love words… The old house is quiet now. Once the three bedrooms house was filled with children and laughter. Once I had solid people near, strong people to sit with… Continue reading
Dear Goddess….
Dear Goddess I remember you dear Goddess. You were with me on my long walks on the Pacific ocean. You were the view from the ridge of a great mountains where you showed… Continue reading
Please kiss me and tell me I am the only one.
Please kiss me and tell me I am the only one… She had waited a thousand days for him. War and confusion had made their love wait. They shared a 100 letters.… Continue reading
40 cents more…
40 cents more ———————————————————————————————- I called Scotland at 10pm, hoping for a proper goodbye. Beautiful Sheena answered her telephone and she told me, Johnnie, I forgave you, We held love for a second… Continue reading
Shipwreck memories…
Shipwreck memories A Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words. Shipwreck memories The irony of a long life. We will know joy and sadness. We will have good days and bad days. We will want… Continue reading
She Who Is Scarred.
Originally posted on Inside Mima's Head:
Picture from Pinterest. It hadn’t been easy being her, It hadn’t at all. She still got the staresShe heard their gaspsShe could already see their fear…