Just another day just another town bullet perforated backpacks spilling loose-leaf lined paper, textbooks onto blood stained sidewalks helicopters hovering to give us the birds eye view I tried to avert my eyes…
Wild horses Introduction A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A writer and a painter discussing life and things. Wild horses Introduction It was a perfect late Spring night in Florence, Italy. The sky… Continue reading
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By Charles Robert Lindholm Willing To Spend Millions For No Other Reason Than To Stimulate A Mental Masturbator With A Military Parade Shows A President Whose Psychotic…
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“Never durst a poet touch a pen to write Until his ink was tempered with love’s sighs.” ― William Shakespeare, Love’s Labour’s Lost My inspiration the music…
THE LANDSCAPE OF PERFECT PLACE May 8, 20 Landscape of perfect place I understand the difference between the light and the dark. I have glimpsed perfect beauty and I have known solid hate.… Continue reading
Black as the night Once we were sweet and beautiful. We feared nothing and we loved the song and the dance. You and I drank the Johnnie Walker Black Label whiskey straight nightly… Continue reading
Look at me. See me. “President Trump pledged Thursday to keep the United States at the “top of the pack” in terms of nuclear weapons, expanding the nation’s nuclear arsenal if necessary… 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 in the… Continue reading
The moonlight and you I found her again on a rainy Fall October night and I fell to my knees and I told her. When I lost you. I learn I could bleed… Continue reading
