Pterodactyls
Originally posted on Pink Starburst Anxiety:
To is not too And it advertently Makes me blue. Sapiosexual Ultimately Currently Asexual in response To your too not meaning Two To me Charcoal Works by…
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Winding road…
Winding road Old world making me tire, it seem we all are weaving and moving, not going no-where. Just keeping above the deep waters of life. Once I was hell and turmoil,… Continue reading
Wisp of the night…
Wisp of the night A Poem by Coyote Poetry Used a paragraph by a Poet name Arsh. I hope you like. Wisp of the night What have we become. We have become stranger in… Continue reading
Coronavirus beach day(Photos)
Coronaviras Grandchildren needed the beach, Michigan open a few. We had a Stoney Creek day. Grandchildren told me, best day ever. Coyote
Pretty Jen
Pretty Jen Was I running toward you or running from you? You were so damn pretty and so confused. I loved you once, in 1986 and we were just babies. We try to… Continue reading
Looking for my Agnes…
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
Poem: A Young Girl’s Whims – 16/05/20
Originally posted on Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose:
She walks a path undiscovered, at least until now, where peonies and sunflowers and daffodils all happily and prettily grow in rows. Her…
Poem: Angels – 22/05/20
Originally posted on Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose:
Angels come and angels go but they’re always watching down upon us. They carefully observe, they take care of us, ever present, although…
Friday verbal poetry.
Hello everyone. Each of you are a wonder and I hope you can do something you enjoy today.
What will be left???
What will be left? A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to show concern for Nature. Before she disappears. What will be left? I took my children to the lake. Signs are posted.… Continue reading