Please take my hand, please take my heart… Old man told the young soldier in the Fort Louis NCO club. You must die to learn to live. You must lose everything to appreciate… Continue reading →

The crying woman- page eleven (This Chapter is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers under 18.) A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Almost done with the tale. When we have nothing to… Continue reading →

The crying woman- page eight A Chapter by Coyote PoetryThree chapter.                      The crying woman- Page eight (This Chapter is rated Mature and may contain… Continue reading →

Powerful words shared by a talented writer.

 Lest we forgot… My old bones are sore, my eyes are weaker and the whiskey taste harder tonight. I ain’t searching for Jesus, I ain’t searching for the Devil. I have found both and… Continue reading →

Angel dancing, too close to ground A Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words. Beautiful song.                                  Angels dancing, too close… 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 J.… Continue reading →

Skin, gin and sin city…. Pretty lady sat near me at the tavern and I said hello. She smiled and she came nearer. She caressed my military hair-cut and she asked. Soldier, coming… Continue reading →

Amazing poetry shared by a talented writer. Rum and Robots Poem by Joni Caggiano – Photo by Tatiana Syrikova on Pexels.com Josie was a button without a piece of threada child that lost… Continue reading →

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JMW Turner’s depiction of a stormy sea, painted -1831 Late in September 1836, a five-year voyage came to an end, and a young…