Tag Archive: beth hart

Leave the light on ….

 Leave the light on Been one year now. We said goodbye on a cold Winter day and I remember I told you. I will leave the light on, my love. You have a… Continue reading

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California poetry..

  Dear Clinton, Michigan   You told me often. Love wasn’t enough. The heart become too hidden with time and age. —— California isn’t enough   I called you beautiful Jenny and I… Continue reading

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Black as the night…

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 distance. She… Continue reading

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A mad man prayer…

A mad man prayer A Poem by Coyote Poetry A rewrite                                         A mad man… Continue reading

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Black as the night…

 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 distance. She… Continue reading

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“The gales of Winter

The gales of Winter Lake or sea, the mighty water never sleep. When the sea is quiet, the lake is resting. Danger is near.  I believe, all of us, are like the long… Continue reading

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Amazing Beth Hart and some words.

   I’ll take care of you Longing, belonging and believing. Love was life, life was love. I learn, bleeding, screaming and the damn whiskey can’t kill the memory. Once, with a single kiss.… Continue reading

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Black as the night

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 distance.… Continue reading

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My California

My California   Do you remember me? I do remember you. I am jealous of the sun, the lucky sun falls into the California sea. I remember when I suicided boarded the Pacific.… Continue reading

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I’ll take care of you

   I’ll take care of you Longing, belonging and believing. Love was life, life was love. I learn, bleeding, screaming and the damn whiskey can’t kill the memory. Once, with a single kiss.… Continue reading

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