‘Wildflowers dreams’
Wildflowers dreams (For Brigitte) A Poem by Coyote Poetry Once I was lost. A kind young woman saved me. Wildflowers dream (For Brigitte) Young love, first love, can expand too quickly.… Continue reading
Monthly Archive: April, 2018
Close some doors. Not because of pride, incapacity or arrogance, but simply because they no longer lead somewhere …. Bugün bazı kapıları kapayın. Gururunuzdan dolayı değil, artık hayatınıza uygun olmadıkları için … Paulo Coelho
Originally posted on YA BAKİ ENTEL BAKİ:
With courage you will dare to take risks, have the strength to be compassionate, and the wisdom to be humble. Courage is the foundation of integrity.”…
‘Ann Arbor’
The drunken poet drank his Jack Daniel and cold tap beer in the Michigan tavern. A young man sat with and ordered a double of whiskey and lowered his head down and his… Continue reading
‘A dance with death’
A dance with Death. (If you are lucky. We get warnings to change our ways. Years ago I was trying to drink myself to… Continue reading
A woman palms,
A woman palms A Poem by Coyote Poetry The hands of a woman. Teaches love and kindness. He who treat the woman with kindness. Can stand at God feet and know he had… Continue reading
A safe place, a kind face, maybe?
A safe place, a kind face, maybe? Someone told the loneliest lady in the bar. Johnnie wanted to die alone, with Jack Daniel and Jim Beam as his only friends. She stood… Continue reading
A Prayer for me
—————————- A prayer for me Please friend, whisper a prayer for me. I had lived swimming in sin, gin and bad love. Today I’m barren and alone. A long time ago.… Continue reading
‘The payment is due
The payment is due “Bacchus blessing are a treasure; Drinking is a soldier’s pleasure; Rich the treasure, sweet the pleasure; Sweet is pleasure after pain.” John Dryden I told the pretty Texas… Continue reading
Make me believe
Pretty words Dangerous beautiful lady in her tight black dress and wearing chain of amethyst crystal upon her neck. Was my crystal once and she wanted it more than I did. She told… Continue reading
“DANCER”
Originally posted on Ellie belfiglio:
Suspended between earth and sky, Motion itself motionless, The dancer’s impudence in the face of gravity, Insult the Deity who pouts in his chamber. What has He do…