Originally posted on Reflection:
How long do you plan on staying? Every day I am reminded of the caged birdWith clipped wings and blurry eyes.Skinned to the skin and left for the cold.Master!…
Falling backwards… I liked California. Made me think and drink less. I never understood the California girls. They wanted to figure out the messy world and you can’t. The taverns in California were… Continue reading
Into the west… Westward bound winds are calling my name and the Pacific ocean is whispering to me. Please Johnnie, please come dance with me, I am waiting for you. I will keep… Continue reading
Dancing Coyote