Please kiss me and tell me I am the only one.
Please kiss me and tell me I am the only one… She had waited a thousand days for him. War and confusion had made their love wait. They shared a 100 letters.… Continue reading
Monthly Archive: February, 2021
40 cents more…
40 cents more ———————————————————————————————- I called Scotland at 10pm, hoping for a proper goodbye. Beautiful Sheena answered her telephone and she told me, Johnnie, I forgave you, We held love for a second… Continue reading
Shipwreck memories…
Shipwreck memories A Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words. Shipwreck memories The irony of a long life. We will know joy and sadness. We will have good days and bad days. We will want… Continue reading
She Who Is Scarred.
Originally posted on Inside Mima's Head:
Picture from Pinterest. It hadn’t been easy being her, It hadn’t at all. She still got the staresShe heard their gaspsShe could already see their fear…
Forgiveness..
Forgiveness The man at the booth with the bible. Asked me do I needhelp? His eyes penetrated me like he could see me drowning in sin. I told him somethings in life can’t be forgiven. He… Continue reading
My Poem, “Haiti – The Forgotten Dying Land,” Now Part Of The Anthology, “Inner Eye”
Powerful words and thoughts shared. Rum and Robots Photography by Joni Caggiano on one of her many mission trips to Haiti with the Richard Hotes Foundation My Dear Friends, I’m very excited… Continue reading
Johnny Cash and four short poems.
1— I touched her tattoos on the softness of her skin on her leg. I tasted her skin and I whispered. You are a wonder, a mystery and a miracle. 2— My pretty… Continue reading
Longing, belonging and our secrets…
Longing, belonging and our secrets Lover, lover, lover. Once we loved the long nights, once the wine tasted sweeter.Now our longing, belonging and our secrets, are bloody finger prints on a over-painted wall.… Continue reading
She was a diamond…
She was a diamond A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe need to be thankful when we hold something precious in our hands. She was a Diamond… 20 Nov. 1994 written. The drunk man toasted… Continue reading
My lady, written in 1982.
(Bazel, Switzerland 1978) My lady…. My lady,I still cry out in sweet dreams your name. So long since our lips had touched.I still wish upon a star, to be able to look into your… Continue reading