The Scarborough fair..
The Scarborough Fair… One ” I told the white cliffs of Dover. My wars are over and I have forgotten my face, my voice, my home . I have become a stranger.” Two … Continue reading
Tag Archive: Scotland girl
Memory of music…
Memory of music. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Music allowed the rebirth of memories and faces. Memory of music… Let me not fall into dreams of sadness.Allow the awful shadows of things lost.Not… Continue reading
Hold me, kiss me.. And a amazing Johnny Mathis song..
Hold me, kiss me.. My beautiful Sheena, in your arms. You chase away my nightmares. When you hold me, when you kiss me. I can’t remember the sadness of yesterday. When you sing… Continue reading
Dreaming of Scotland..
Dreaming of Scotland… She was as pretty as a picture,fate had brought her to me at a dark tavern in Germany.Her raging brown eyes andauburn hair across gentle and soft shoulders.Her fragrance of… Continue reading
A Scottish gal… And three songs by beautiful Nati Dreddd.
A Scottish gal.. I told the bartender. I do adore the Scottish gals. Their voices steal me away into their beautiful eyes. I looked at the bartender and I told him. Never brake… Continue reading