The shadows are dancing
The shadows are dancing She told me, dear poet. Your love isn’t dead. Your love is sleeping. She was a perfect North Dakota girl dancing with a Michigan boy in the city… Continue reading
The shadows are dancing She told me, dear poet. Your love isn’t dead. Your love is sleeping. She was a perfect North Dakota girl dancing with a Michigan boy in the city… Continue reading
Originally posted on TheFeatheredSleep:
How shall I describe her? She is feral one day her ego fills the room like helium all the plates and cups and saucers wobble for the enlargement of…
Drink of me my dear lover A Story by Coyote Poetry More Texas story. Drink of me my dear lover I loved the Austin Texas nights. Alive and vibrant with people… Continue reading
Originally posted on MY VALIANT SOUL:
i was born of clay and mud with peppermint segments inside my mouths. My body was a pillar of rust— ballistic Squamish music growing like a pepper…
Originally posted on YA BAKİ ENTEL BAKİ:
Two of the hardest tests in life: The patience to wait for the right moment and the courage to accept whatever you encounter. Ruhsal yoldaki en…
The gin and juice lullaby Once we stripped bare naked and we showed real face and real skin. You were fire and I was water. My greed was to steal everything I… Continue reading
The cursed lullaby Once love was so damn sweet, we had the long nights and the sweetest kisses. You were my Beatrice and I was your willing Dante. Willing to pay the… Continue reading
I want to love you like I want to love you like we are babies just learning to love. I want you to undress with the lights on, allowing me to… Continue reading
Pain and lesson A thousand lessons deep. I learn too late, hold silence and listen. I lost many upon the road of living. I wished too late. To left brothers with kind… Continue reading
Originally posted on The Flawddess:
Neither safe inside the Womb nor Outside. Neither safe in the Light nor in the Dark. Neither safe on the Streets nor inside the Home. Neither safe amongst…