Originally posted on Tao Talk:
Requiem for an Aging Prima Donna “Encore!” they bleed Curtsied and ruffled, Once royal flesh, now Leotard callous kneed Greasy painted mirth, I bow my swanned head in…
God’s 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 dead.… Continue reading
Don’t give-up I changed face, I changed cities and played the jester well.I believed the stories in the wind, I believed in the voices of the traitors who forsaken my generation. I fought… Continue reading
Colors Black, white, brown and yellow. What is the different? I am so tire of the colors, tossed in my face. Isn’t a man, just a man, a woman, just a woman. We… Continue reading
Grandson asked A Poem by Coyote Poetry Would be a better world if we saw with the eyes of the children. Grandson said… Memorial poetry I stopped by the nearby location for… Continue reading