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Originally posted on elleguyence:
Honey, suckle: perch on this stool gin and juice and boys will come buzzing you’ll see, bumblebee. Hi, biscus: across the bar highballs lined up like pylons obstacle course…
Originally posted on elleguyence:
Honey, suckle: perch on this stool gin and juice and boys will come buzzing you’ll see, bumblebee. Hi, biscus: across the bar highballs lined up like pylons obstacle course…
I need you, I don’t need you —– Damn if you do, damn if you don’t Perfect beautiful girl came to me in the midnight hour. Eyes of hazel green, robust and young… Continue reading
Originally posted on Rebel Voice:
The Choctaw have a special place in the hearts of Irish people. During the Great Famine of the 1800’s, when hunger was at its worst in the Emerald…
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 see your… Continue reading
So long my kind friend We never kissed and told. I loved you for a thousand days and I never told you once, my beautiful Gail. You were epic journey and I… Continue reading
The songs of seasons (A Story by Coyote Poetry A Native American tale.) The song of fall Warm days, cold nights, create a restless passion. I can hear the whispers of the… Continue reading
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My oh my Johnnie was drinking hard whiskey, was watching the sea dance and the sky turn more blacker and dangerous on the Monterey Wharf last tavern. A sweet voice whispered, big storm… Continue reading
Did I ever love you? Dying. Lying. Needing. Bleeding. Pretty Poet, she sang her words sweet and sadly to willing listeners at the Poetry reading in Monterey coffee shop. … Continue reading
Dance with daughter Old man remember. Little girls will become young woman. His little girl is tall and beautiful. One she waited for him. Needed a ride, a day at the park… Continue reading