The rising sun.. New Orleans..
The rising sun.. I sat in the New Orleans in 1996 in a old rustic tavern on main street. I liked New Orleans, hard time and hard days couldn’t kill her spirit. I… Continue reading
Tag Archive: music
Dear Maggie Elizabeth..
Dear Maggie.. ( Dream writing again.) She was my sea dancer, she was a kind lover. Now, she is a lasting memory, and she is tattoos on my mind. I was being loco,… Continue reading
A one way street, sweet baby.. And a beautiful Elle King song.
A one way street, sweet baby.. Pretty lady called me lover, she called me friend. She told me, I need you near and please hang around dear Johnnie. I told her, sweetie, lover,… Continue reading
Pray for peace, scream for peace, stand for peace..
If we are silence, against hate and war. We accepted the hateful world. If we allow the wars to be fought and we believe war is far away. One day, the wars shall… Continue reading
When you lose freedom. What is left? Free bird..
Free bird… We built our love upon straw and paper. We didn’t know love could be set on fire, burn and be forgotten when the straw and paper dispersed to the sky in… Continue reading
My secret life..
My secret life… I was your boss and teacher once. We shared hours in a locked building. I adored your long legs and auburn hair. Your perfect body unable to be hidden, made… Continue reading
Beautiful Alexia Evellyn song. Lakoka Lullaby and a poem.
December morning… The days of December are here. Kind earth is resting and we must become Winter people. The fire are burning and grandfathers must become the story tellers. He must entice the… Continue reading
Just words.. And a beautiful Katy Claire Funke song..
Just words.. Sing me a lullaby, soft and sweet, just words to make me believe, love is alive and true. Just words, they may be. You are the sweetest wine kisses I have… Continue reading
Rage and pain.. And a beautiful Katy Funke song..
Rage and pain,illusion and deceit.Love born than died.—- Slender shoulders kissed.The nakedly dance,the midnight hour splendor—— Captured,unrestrained,taunts and torment.Imperfection enshrined. John Castellenas/Coyote
A penny for your thoughts..
A penny for your thoughts… 1- Once a pretty Michigan girl told me. A penny for your thoughts, thank you for remembering my name, thank you for holding my hands and thank you… Continue reading