“The light and the darkness”
The light and the darkness You told me. “The black heart, too dark and cold for love, is just barren soil. Nothing can live in soil swimming in the blood of heartache… Continue reading
Monthly Archive: March, 2019
Love be sweet, love be right, love me wrong
Some fire begun and they can’t never be put out, beautiful smile, kind words and tender touches. Open doors, never to be closed. ————————————————————————————————– Those eyes, stole my thoughts, you are miracle and… Continue reading
Kind Spring days and Summer days
Kind Springs days and Summer days Forget me not, forget me forever. Winters cold is gone and the kind Spring days are here. The cold Winter days made me drink the… Continue reading
‘My Spring flower’
My Spring flower My raven hair beauty sitting in the valley of wildflowers. Her river blue eyes are swimming in the beauty of warm and perfect Spring days. I sat at her… Continue reading
“The coming storm”
(The coming storm A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.) The coming storm. Her lustful glances left me condemned to fall into the harmony of her smile, she was a rare desert… Continue reading
Breton Folktales: Yannik, the Mad Thing of the Woods
Originally posted on Under the influence!:
Image by Luc-Olivier Merson [Public domain] – Cropped Presented here is a retelling of a Breton folktale from Folk Tales of Brittany by Elsie Masson, called Yannik,…
“Damn those eyes”
Damn those eyes You make me so crazy my dear Paloma. Damn those eyes, damn those green eyes that steal my thoughts and my dreams. You and I. Kindred spirit seeking proper… Continue reading
Shadowy Beings
Originally posted on The Wonderful and Wacky World of One Single Mom:
A mockery made taunting bruising tainting any love any desire any passion that I may have. Fierce waves pounding the sand…
Highway story
(Highway poetry-short poems A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words) Wander or slowly die She was so beautiful, she moved like a wild and free animal. I knew she was untamed and… Continue reading
‘Savior, liar and sinner’
Savior, liar and sinner Once I was saved, pretty red-hair girl took my hands and she whispered. I love you Johnnie, Please don’t die, please live for me. She held me tightly… Continue reading