Fifty shades of black. Maybe more.
Dear Sharon…I knew I was Winter and you were the Spring kiss.You were the hurricane, and I was the pond water.I wrote to dear Sharon Kovacs,please give me one dance.I want to remember… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Online Writing
The Gypsy moon.
The Gypsy moon.. 1- Please listen to the song of nature, she is bleeding, she is dying. Mother Earth, giver of the water, giver of the plants and the giver of the clean… Continue reading
Show me, where it hurt. Outstanding Skylar Grey music.
Show me, where it hurts… One- She was an earth angel,she had a raging spirit, and she loved the sea, the deep forest.She weaved safe place for me with the beach walks and… Continue reading
Once we had the Elvis songs.
Once we had the Elvis songs. Hello girl, its Johnnie in Michigan and I am sorry to call you at at Midnight hours. The drink is wearing me down and I am listening… Continue reading
April come she will. Yearning for a warm day.
April come she will… January days are almost done. Tomorrow is another cold day . I am waiting for the warm days to make my spirit of hope to come alive. I need… Continue reading
Dear lover. I remember you; I remember us.
Dear lover A Poem by Coyote Poetry “People can fall together for the wrong reasons.” Dear lover. I have learned too late. The words not spoken and the letters never written. Are written… Continue reading
Iodine.
Iodine. For years I have swim in shit and I didn’t care. I dodged the longing, belonging and needy want of love. I learn love is fair. In the end. Winners and losers… Continue reading
Happy New Year. Be safe and have some fun.
Happy New Year my friends A new year will be born. 2026. 2025 will be closing down. We need to forgive the bad deeds done to us and pray we can be forgiven… Continue reading
Two Guitars.
Two guitars. I hurt myself today. I wanted to bleed real blood, and I called you and I told you, my love. I have forgiven you and I haven’t forgotten you. If you… Continue reading
The boardwalk.
The boardwalk. The dancing Lake Huron surround us, you are barefoot walking and your eyes of wonder, studying the lake. I tell you, I love the simple days when we can feel the… Continue reading