Fall, the falling leaves…
Fall, the falling leaves…. Once I ran away from sadness/heartbreak and I sought escape. The running man can’t run no-more. Once fearless man learn, love was vengeance, love would leave you bare and… Continue reading
Daily Archive: August 24, 2021
Teach hate or teach love?
Teach hate or teach love? A Poem by Coyote PoetryMy morning thoughts. When we teach our children love and hate in the same conversation. Did we teach the children well? Hate and love is… Continue reading
L’albero-dio (Ita – Fr – Eng – Esp)
Originally posted on marcellocomitini:
DigitalArt di Marcello Comitini . Dio che spalanchi cento braccia e t’innalzisul misero giardino cinto di muro scaldatodal sole inargentato dalla luna,cosa vedono le tue pupilleche a mille occhieggiano…
A self portrait…
A self portrait… The landscape of a righteous life. Can be gentle brushstrokes of restless memories and pretty faces. Old age create clarity and the once fire and brimstone man became the sleeping… Continue reading
Almost to California…
Almost to California…. My Boston girl, I found her at Fort lee, Virginia in the Winter of 1976. She was waited for a love who forsaken you. I made her drink the sweet… Continue reading
If you go away…
If you go away… Once we loved the rain, the trains and the lazy days. We owned little and needed just enough. On Friday night we would go to the Stuttgart train station… Continue reading