Originally posted on yaskhan:
I am a child of the earth Raised by the stars in the sky Tended by the moon as I sleep Scars of the world clothe me Her wounds…
God going to cut you down I told the kids. Hate is heavy sin and make us feel no good. Leave us dead in the heart and the mind. When you are… Continue reading
I cannot forget you (A old poem written on 18 Feb 1993 with a re-write.) My sweet and kind friend. Please tell me, we are not done. We were friends first,… Continue reading
The sinner’s prayer I knew every tavern on Highway 35 in Texas. I drank a beer and some whiskey in almost every one. Those Texas girls loved me. I could two-step and… Continue reading
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