Originally posted on Fallen Alone:
i. it began on the fourth week of february when she fell in love with a bird under a man’s skeleton. before march stole in through the chimney,…
Powerful and useful words by a talented writer.
Originally posted on The Cult of Anne:
I’m dreaming again, an imageless dream, a black photograph. A stir in the darkness pleases this moonchild, this waterbaby. My night is clear and light, as…
I rode a camel once. I learn, don’t mess with a camel. The white Cliffs of Dover. So beautiful, a blessing, a wonder. A welcome home to many and a memory. I knew… Continue reading
The violence storms ————————————————————————————————————– Whiskey didn’t kill me and war befriended me. Wounded heart that blood-out, had nothing left to lose. Pretty Poet told me in Monterey. California sun,… Continue reading
Black as the night I watched her dance alone to the holy Jazz songs. Simmering words make her body move slow and easy to the songs. I know to keep my… Continue reading
Originally posted on AfterSpell:
She was wild and reckless, a gypsy soul with the hippie heart- as they would say! refused to settle- she loved playing with the fire and chasing her own…
(The madness train A Poem by Coyote Poetry Time to know what real pleasure is. Before it is too late.) The Madness train I’m twisted up, hogties to bullshit. I’m… Continue reading
Amazing poetry by a talented writer.