Autumn and Anarchism
Please read and enjoy the work of a talented writer.
Please read and enjoy the work of a talented writer.
Holy as love —– Pretty woman dancing with me on the Belton, Texas dance hall floor on a Friday night. She told me. Honey, darling and my sweetheart. Love demands payment. Love is… Continue reading
Originally posted on The Poet and the Pen:
Scholar has silence lingering around, And fool, surrounded by his sound. Lies the irony, so weird, so true, Brilliance, being there is rarely found. Patience…
Turn, turn, turn The old poet sang a lullaby. (Sensual woman whispered to me once. Come live with me and be my lover. I will be your salvation and you will be… Continue reading
(Truth or dare A Poem by Coyote Poetry Take no chances. Have no adventures.) Truth or dare Life, my friend. An odd game that no-one can win. I do like the… Continue reading
Originally posted on The Flawddess:
You are handsome enough to make me blush, You are a heartthrob on whom I have a crush. Cute little things you do are so fine, I would…
Originally posted on Scarriet:
To not have love is to have love, Because everyone knows love is desire. Love you don’t have, but want, is love. This is why I seem cold, with…
Dirty little secrets-part one She knew. The first time I saw her face. I loved her. Once in a private moment. I told her. Dear Liz, my Elizabeth. Some people enrage the… Continue reading
Please read and enjoy the work of a talented writer.
The stranger song Pretty lady asked her old lover. When did we become strangers? Once we talked, danced and sang the whole night through. Now we sit together. Your eyes had died… Continue reading