Dead flowers.
Dead flowers I came to you with some Tennessee whiskey and a small plant with rosemary trying to grow. I sat on your porch, waiting for you. I wanted to… Continue reading
Last Words
Wonderful poetry shared by a talented writer.
Martin Luther King Jr. day. January 20
As a boy. I heard Martin Luther King Jr. speak in Detroit. He spoke with the thunder of hope. Please remember the man of honor, the man of peace.
I want to love a bonnie girl.
I want to love a bonnie girl I am dreaming of dear Scotland again, once my pretty Sheena and I, we were drunk in love. We knew wanderlust of roaming the German places… Continue reading
“Roses and lovers”.
Roses and lovers “O my love, O my love. I said: Let me fall or stand, let me fall or stand, let me live or die, but this once hear me speak- O… Continue reading
THE SCULLERY MAID
Originally posted on – MIKE STEEDEN –:
THE SCULLERY MAID a nebula of apathy dims the moral high ground there is nothing enlightening to unearth atop Mount Virtue no reward at all however…
MIS LETRAS, ESPERO QUE OS GUSTEN, SALEN DE MI ALMA.
Originally posted on POESÍA JAPONESA DE ELFICAROSA.:
“Para mí, el mayor placer de la escritura no es el tema que se trate, sino la música que hacen las palabras.” Truman Capote. Todo…
sea scape dream scape
Wonderful poetry by a talented writer.
Almost to California
Almost to California. My Boston girl, I found her at Fort lee, Virginia in the Winter of 1976. She were waited for a love who forsaken you. I made her drink the sweet… Continue reading
Please tell me a story.
Please tell me a story Lovely lady watching the sun rising from the east. Her wandering mind is dancing upon yesterdays deeds and today possibilities. I asked her. Pretty… Continue reading