Hard days and harder nights’
Hard days and harder nights In 1992. Old Johnnie was seeking the strong whiskey, pretty ladies who were honest and forgot the cleanliness of life. He wasn’t looking for love. Love broke… Continue reading
Hard days and harder nights In 1992. Old Johnnie was seeking the strong whiskey, pretty ladies who were honest and forgot the cleanliness of life. He wasn’t looking for love. Love broke… Continue reading
Originally posted on The Wonderful and Wacky World of One Single Mom:
A million dresses thousands of shoes lost in a revelry of pride floating along paid by the hour ever man her…
The portrait of you Phantom dreams led me to you. You were my illusion of perfection. I was flattered when you condemn me to loving you forever by a gesture of hello… Continue reading
via Changing Lands
The sea is near “We poets in our youth begin with gladness; But thereoff in the end despondency and madness”- Wordsworth “Soldier, rest! thy warfare o’ver, Dream of fighting fields no… Continue reading
Dear Jenn — She loved the sage. She loved the sea . She loved the ancient poets and ‘ I loved her. — Her tempting skin and her perfect face left me breathless.… Continue reading
Perhaps, perhaps my love The night is long and the drink is cheap. The music is good and the design of the night had brought her to me. Words are shared… Continue reading
(Locked and loaded A Poem by Coyote Poetry War. What is it good for? Nothing.”) Locked and loaded The old Soldiers knows. The madness of youth was the temptation of sweet wine… Continue reading
Originally posted on FLOALOGY:
THE POET AND THE PEN This is where Poetry begins When the thoughts and words From the poet Merge with the paper and pen Poetic dreams coming alive …
Love is a careless child Her skin whiter than Winter snow and her trembling lips of soft pink tempted the fearless man. His boldness lacked the confident of his youth. He had learned… Continue reading