When the war is over
When the war is over ————————————————————————————————————– I haven’t been right, maybe I won’t be right again, I left war and war found me. Friends faces are hanging with me, a heavy sadness. My… Continue reading
When the war is over ————————————————————————————————————– I haven’t been right, maybe I won’t be right again, I left war and war found me. Friends faces are hanging with me, a heavy sadness. My… Continue reading
Wounded Angel My sad friend, please smile for me, stay with me by the sea all night. Your world has fell apart, you don’t know right from wrong. Desperate acts had… Continue reading
Dear December The war couldn’t kill me and I returned home in 1992 and I called you. A sweet voice answered the phone and you whispered. Dear Johnnie. Please come home to me,… Continue reading
Originally posted on Scribbled Verse:
artwork from google threads … threads, weaving through splintered nights, strings, embroidering clouds aflight, patterns, woven, hewn, chiselled, etched, sketched, wrought, in bowels of fiery pain, loss, helplessness,…
We shall fall and rise ——————————————————— I listened to you, you are so damn pretty and you carry a heavy heart. I made you laugh and I told you. Naked heart and too… Continue reading
Once upon a time A lone man is waiting for a friend. It is a hot Summer day in late June 2018. He is sitting by the lake at Stoney Creek. He watched… Continue reading
Leftover wine Once, you and I, we tried to catch the wind. Once, you and I, tried to touch the clouds. We marvel at our world and we danced freely with the… Continue reading
(My great love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Pain of love lost must disappear into the wind.) My great love Do we support to love but once? Where have my… Continue reading
Recollections ————————————————————————————————————————- Kellie I was intoxicated by you. My beautiful dark eyes muse, you made me beg for seconds of time, to be near you. You were a wild spirit tempting life, leaving… Continue reading
Mercy me We are dancing slow and easy to the blues, her body moving and grooving to the sound. Her eyes are closed, her shoes are off and her hips are feeling… Continue reading