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Molly Malone said… “Sweet mistress Malone” I caught the dengue fever in South America in 1993. Bad food and tropical weather did me in. They send me to the England shores to heal.… Continue reading
Molly Malone said… “Sweet mistress Malone” I caught the dengue fever in South America in 1993. Bad food and tropical weather did me in. They send me to the England shores to heal.… Continue reading
Never been to Spain… Oldest and saddest man on the block had spread out his world map. He touches the country Spain and he told the clouds. I never been to Spain. I… Continue reading
The Lost Generation.. Part one. I was dream-writing again tonight. I believe in reincarnation. I believe I have lived many lives and I was a soldier in every one. I was told by… Continue reading
Mademoiselle.. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Chapter two of a three-part tale. Mademoiselle. Gabrielle took my hand and she dragged my away from the hotel. She whispered. We must hurry, the music begin at… Continue reading
Mademoiselle. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Chapter one. I spend a week in London once. I read poetry at Hyde Park and befriended many. Mademoiselle… Once I sought peace in traveling and I needed… Continue reading
Two steps from hell- A secret melody.. He told the pretty British girl in the city of London. There is consequences for every action, we do. The fatality of youth, we believe. We… Continue reading
Mademoiselle. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Third chapter of a tale. August new writing twenty-six. Mademoiselle.. Near her hotel as we walked, we heard music being played. Some hard rock and roll loud and… Continue reading
Mademoiselle.. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Chapter two of a three-part tale. August new writing twenty-five. Mademoiselle. Gabrielle took my hand and she dragged my away from the hotel. She whispered. We must hurry,… Continue reading
Mademoiselle. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Chapter one. I spend a week in London once. I read poetry at Hyde Park and befriended many. Mademoiselle… Once I sought peace in traveling and I needed… Continue reading
Molly Malone said. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I need a year in London Molly Malone said. “Sweet mistress Malone” I… Continue reading