Scotland gal
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Begin and ends with you. (Finally, a new poem.) Once upon a time, I held a beautiful Scottish gal. She had gorgeous golden-brown eyes and she was so kind. We had Spring and we had the days of Summer. We didn’t know. The promises of love can be broken by the chaos of life. Once… Read more
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I remember you. You taught me what love was. You taught me what tenderness could be my Scotland beauty and you painted my world to a more beautiful place. Made my anger and disappointment fade away. Your taught me. I was going to be okay. You called me, dear and honey. You were my old… Read more
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I’m going to build me a heaven of my own.. It was a majesty night, and the music was so damn good. I have money for the Scottish whiskey and the night was young. A pretty Scottish gal sat with me and she asked. What are you doing in Pennan, Aberdeenshire. Drinking alone? I looked… Read more
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Is it, everything you wanted? Once I chased you from Germany to the land of Scotland. Once we were brave and once, we danced till the songs were done in dark taverns. Once we loved love and we tasted the sweetness of hope. Beautiful Sheena, is it, everything you wanted, this life we lived?Tonight I… Read more
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Memory of music. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Music allowed the rebirth of memories and faces. Memory of music. Let me not fall into dreams of sadness.Allow the awful shadows of things lost.Not to extinguished pleasures of memories and faces. Young and beautiful faces.Lost in time.Still dance in sweet dreams brought to life by beautiful… Read more
