Forty-five miles south of Colorado Springs. In a dimly lit pub named “The Coyotes Den”. Five nights a week, more often than not. The songstress sang ballads, played piano, stole hearts. Cowboys rode in from miles around, hooting and howling as she sang her songs. Nevertheless, only one thing on her mind, the banjo player she left behind……
Tag: Peacefulness
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Lips of honey, sweet like candy. My oh my, she is dandy. My sweet tooth is in a frenzy, needing a fix, driving me crazy. I’ll never get enough of her sugary kisses. She’s obviously the answer to all of my wishes……..
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Sounds so harsh. Words of anger, blurted out. Written down, bandied about. Easily spewed from a serpents tongue. Used as weapons, slander spun. Everything goes, no holds barred. Knocked out loaded, battered and scarred……
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Considering the source, call me any name. Coming from your lips, I know I’m to blame. Nonsensical scrambling, uninformed rambling. Words from you make no sense, it’s no coincidence. I laugh and think….. and you ask me why I drink?…….
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every night while I sleep 😴 my friends the deers 🦌 graze like sheep 🐑 eating birdseed 🐦 lounging around, under the cover of night 🌙 they won’t be found…..
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Upside down, inside out. Everything, all about. Top to bottom, left to right. Night is day, day is night. Darkness ruling daylight, bright lights at midnight. Normalcy interchanged, rearranged. Quite deranged……….
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little lazy Ezra, lounging like a Queen….claiming that she’s waiting, for her limousine……..
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Waltzing in, prancing about. Presenting herself as this, when she’s really that. Wicked ways, dangerous smile. Hollow inside, hideous and vile. Bad intentions, cruel plans. The very worst valentine I ever had………………….
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lonely, cold, hungry and brave….watching for rivals…..winter survival………
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Flowers and sweets, the day for treats. Loving hearts, smiling faces. From here to there, all distant places. In the air, all around…..Sweet love will abound…….
