Monthly Archive: December, 2018

‘Dead flowers’

(Attempt at verbal poetry) Dead flowers   I came to you with some Tennessee whiskey and a small plant with rosemary trying to grow. I sat on your porch, waiting for you. I… Continue reading

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Happy New Year and a poem.

If I had magic   (My New Year wish. I pray we have peace and calm in my world. I pray every child is safe, have shelter and opportunity.  I pray we learn.… Continue reading

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Happy New Year my WordPress friends

(Monterey bay)   Happy New Year my WordPress friends ————————————————————————— “Pray more, love more and listen” —————————————————————————– “Write, write and write some more. Silence words, unwritten words leave us with empty places.”  … Continue reading

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Once upon a time- Chapter three

(Once upon a time A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Chapter three)   September 1975   Johnnie went to Abigail house in late September. He had spent three months at Fort Dix, New Jersey.… Continue reading

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Kerouac’s Cognac

Originally posted on Piers of Duty and Gaze:
The open road is long enough to make people realize that they belong in straight, concrete opportunities. Go high in the mountains, sink deep into…

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Sunday songs- Janet Devlin

A beautiful Irish girl with a voice of a angel. A muse for my writing. Please listen to the talented young lady.  

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The whiskey lullaby

  The whiskey lullaby   I told my ginger hair beauty. You and I, had learned to accept less, fell into a black hole of blocked emotions and cold heart. Left no-room for… Continue reading

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‘Dear Angela’

Dear Angela   A pretty girl sat with me by the sea and she whispered to me. “You know who I’m and what I do. And you stayed with me. All I know… Continue reading

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Curled Up In You

Originally posted on Writers Envy:
Curled up in ringlets Electric parts of you, Shoulder length distractions Thoughts are all askew, Hope for sleep abandoned Your pillow’s made for two, Nose to nose connection…

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Falling into the fire

Falling into the fire   I saw many shades of red, I have seen blood red in anger, I have seen blood red skies and I have seen the land painted with the… Continue reading

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