Cocoa beach
Cocoa beach I received a phone call. Sweet Peggy called and asked. “Please come to see me. I live in Cocoa beach and I’m very lonely. I need a friend.” … Continue reading
One more time’
One more time Should I stay or should I go? Should we create a fire, we cannot put out. I whispered sweet baby, just one more time. Just one more kiss and… Continue reading
Saving Amber- new tale- part one and two
Saving Amber Coyote and his baby coyotes were looking for a monster. His friend Amber been having dreams she was being chased by a demon. She thought he was Pennywise. I knew Pennywise… Continue reading
‘The song of the living’
The song of the living The song of the living, the song of the dead Songs sung to celebrate life and death. I knew a Scotland beauty. She was… Continue reading
With Reservation
Wonderful and powerful thoughts by a talented writer. “Words do not pay for my dead people.” Shall we talk about it awhile while we travel the miles of defiled land slaughtered animals murdered… Continue reading
COLLAGE OF RHYMES I: GOLD
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Port Austin
Port Austin Port Austin, in the thumb of Michigan. Touched by Lake Huron. A gathering for the people who love the lakes and the privacy of the small city and the kind people.… Continue reading
Saving Amber- part one
Saving Amber Coyote and his baby coyotes were looking for a monster. His friend Amber been having dreams she was being chased by a demon. She thought he was Pennywise. I knew… Continue reading
Killing Me Softly
Originally posted on Brave & Reckless:
haunting poetry sung to languid strum of acoustic guitar penetrated my ear untied my heartstrings left me bleeding longing on hardwood floor © 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray…
Passing through’
Passing through A poet and writer exchanging words and thoughts. The Coffee house poet told the writer. We can never win. Jack London once wrote. “The gods always win. Men believe they can… Continue reading