Nancy Sinatra song and a poem
The cursed lullaby Once our love was so damn sweet, we had the long nights and the sweetest kisses. You were my Agnes and I was your willing Hemingway. Willing to pay the… Continue reading
Monthly Archive: February, 2020
Empty spaces
Empty spaces A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem of question. Empty spaces Once I was dancing,… Continue reading
Fragile…
Amazing words shared by a talented writer.
Two guitars…
Two guitars I hurt myself today. I wanted to bleed real blood and I called you and I told you my love. I have forgiven you and I haven’t forgotten you. If you… Continue reading
The Light is Enough
Originally posted on Barnstorming:
There were moments, hours even,when it was clear what I was meant to do, as ifa landscape had revealed itself in the morning light.I could see the road plainly…
Two poems. A ancient writer and
Two poems. One poem by a ancient writer and another by a almost ancient writer. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Thomas Nashe words are true today as 400 years ago. The world will struggle.… Continue reading
The trees…
Trees BY JOYCE KILMER I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast; A tree that looks… Continue reading
Miss nothing, miss everything…
Miss nothing, miss everything. We painted our world fiery red once. We tried to cheat love and we collided like freight trains unstoppable. We painted our world white once. Allowed secret… Continue reading
He never left Michigan…
He never left Michigan Years ago. I saw the whole world. Drink wine in Basel and Paris, dance in the streets of Florence and read poetry at Hyde Park in London. I… Continue reading