I will take care of you
I will take of you————————————————————————————————————————————————— You will be never alone my love Your face, your eyes and the motion of your body dancing to the sweet jazz. Make me know and understand.… Continue reading
Monthly Archive: November, 2018
The first time I saw your face
The first time I saw your face-Two short poems. ——— Paint me Elegant lady told me. Life is hard and the night is long my love. We must bathe in the kindness… Continue reading
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Originally posted on Only Living For Words:
I need a break, seashore, sand to be in your town, walk the streets in that light, through the park while the world stumbles in darkness…
Sympathy for the dry
Originally posted on TheFeatheredSleep:
When he comes home She turns into a water lily Her face rivals the new moon Even he, with pulsing self-love, is dazzled enough To take her dining when…
‘Down, baby, down’
Down, baby, down Dreaming and believing. Living and dying. Loving and hating. Lying and crying. Good days and the bad days. Demanding or careless. Song and slow dance. Deeper and deeper we… Continue reading
‘My Winter love’
My Winter love (A Poem by Coyote Poetry Cold days seem to bring people closer.) My Winter love. I whispered your sweet name in the twilight of the midnight hours. My sweet dreams… Continue reading
Werewolf Déluge
Originally posted on David Redpath:
“Just keep on walking!” I saw a werewolf with a hymn book in his hand prowling around as he sniffed the ground from Jonestown to Gaza He’s that…
Poetry
Nine words poetry A Poem by Coyote Poetry Something new Red hair girl Eyes of blue, smile of mischief, a forever wish. ————————————————————————- We had today Yesterday is gone, today is here, celebrate… Continue reading
Bought home flowers
Originally posted on boranaroshni:
I was just a seed When you peeped like a sunshine In this little heart of mine You watered me With what you owned With little bit of love…
For Susana Chávez
Susana Chávez I remember you. Dear Poet. Brave and kind woman, you try to save the forgotten women on the Mexican border. Dear Susana. Your words are left and we, who were… Continue reading