The ballad of the pissed-off lady.
The ballad of the pissed-off lady… She was unbounded and a wounded pretty lady drinking alone. She loved the silence, she loved the whiskey and she loved the sea. She didn’t want to… Continue reading
Lamentation of an disenchanted do-gooder
Originally posted on Eva van Beek:
Throw that syrup up the wallNothing sweet! Not at all. The fields are shred to open wounds,chopped to cost-effective chunks. Yet the rats are digging deeper,find the…
I ain’t marching no-more…
We don’t want to fight no-more….. Once brave boy believed war would save our world. The brave boy became a man. He fought for a Government who would forget him after the battles… Continue reading
Are we beggars for love?
Are we beggars for love?… We love them, we need them and we learn. Women honor men with the gift of love. Dark thoughts, white thoughts we may have. All our dreams start… Continue reading
The dance of Delia….
(From the dark comes the lightFrom the words you write Light is energyLike your love for me Your spoken word is the air I breatheYour tongue is sea © Delia Ross. 2020) The… Continue reading
Butterfly Rising
Originally posted on Eiros:
There once was a girl who wanted to fly Yet her world was mostly black Full of violence, fear and dark skies. She longed for life’s beauty And the…
Once we had the Elvis songs…
Once we had the Elvis songs… Hello girl, it Johnnie in Michigan and I am sorry to call you at at Midnight hours. The drink is wearing me down and I am listening… Continue reading
The fingerprints…
The fingerprints…. I washed the blankets and I washed the sheets. I opened the Window wide and the damn cold air awoke my memory of you. On a September night in the Fall,… Continue reading
I had a dream, I had a good dream…
I had a dream, I had a good dream. A Story by Coyote PoetryMy dream poetry. Dryden, Donne, Hemingway, London, Kosinski, Bukowski and Ben Jonson came to me in my dreams last night. … Continue reading