‘The road called me’
The road called me I’m tire, so damn tired. Somehow I got lost. I looked into the mirror and I see a bloody stranger. A ghost of a man I once… Continue reading
The road called me I’m tire, so damn tired. Somehow I got lost. I looked into the mirror and I see a bloody stranger. A ghost of a man I once… Continue reading
Originally posted on Reowr:
The most beautiful word In the world is not love, Nor is it halcyon or hope, And neither exemption nor blessed redemption Falls into the breadth of its scope.…
Johnnie singing the blues I am living and I am dying, I am moving and grooving to some heavy jazz. Dreaming of your pretty face and wishing to hear your… 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… Continue reading
Mojo a-coming I left Ann Arbor in 1990. The dead man walking had nothing to lose. Joined a war to see, if he was alive or dead? The damn war taught me,… Continue reading
Baby-doll I had time, I had money and I couldn’t afford you pretty lady. You were dancing alone at the Stray cat Inn and you waved to me, to come to… Continue reading
Originally posted on MY WALL:
Darkness Falls in the Woods ? The mind is the womb where poems die making the soul an eternal lamentation exorcising the scent of death. From the mouth…
Russian roulette Beautiful young woman danced on a stage on the border of Austin Texas, moving like a beautiful butterfly in the breeze. She held the attention of the men holding… Continue reading
Damn those eyes My life had no beginning, no ending till I saw you. You were so beautiful. You made the drink taste bitter and my hunger to die. Forgotten. Those… Continue reading
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