A safe place, a kind face
A safe place, a kind face Someone told the loneliest lady in the bar. Johnnie wanted to die alone, with Jack Daniel and Jim Beam as his only friends. She stood behind… Continue reading
A safe place, a kind face Someone told the loneliest lady in the bar. Johnnie wanted to die alone, with Jack Daniel and Jim Beam as his only friends. She stood behind… Continue reading
Do the fallen remember? I remember my father, held on to the rum and he held on to the memories of the Korean war blood. I would stay-up with him and I… Continue reading
Wonderful poetry by a talented writer. Rantings Of A Third Kind “Catch the sunrise in the early morning hours” Gun Roswell Morning Light In the early morning hoursWaking up to the smell of… Continue reading
Some mercy now Just a man, he had worked and he had worked. Yesterday man, sat by the Clinton river, He loved the sun on his face. He prayed to the falling… Continue reading
Wild roses I knew her. Her beauty had tempted me for many months. She would dance with me when the songs were good. She was a long legged woman who had wild… Continue reading
Originally posted on Brainwashed Beautiful Mind:
Some may call it gut, others may call it conscience, but I call it God. I gave my heart away, only to have it shredded into a…