Secret love…
Secret love… Once brave man is quiet now. Bloody life led him to lonely place and the Monterey bay. He called a old phone number and he listened. A sweet voice whispered. I… Continue reading
Monthly Archive: January, 2022
The crimson light..
The crimson light… Forgiveness we must give, forgiveness we must know. Once hell-bound life destroyed by dead brothers and broken dreams. The evolution of life is fair. We shall pay for every sin… Continue reading
Lê Vĩnh Tài | sometimes, a poet is forgotten by people up high (247)
Amazing poetry shared.
Jealous of the night….
Jealous of the night… Johnnie drinking the lime, cranberry juice and vodka. Kind bartender allowed him needed silence and she ensured his drink was top-off. He loved Monday night at the Stray Cat… Continue reading
We become, who we supposed to be….
We become, who we suppose to be. A Chapter by Coyote PoetryChapter one. We become, who we supposed to be. I befriended a 30-30… Continue reading
The Coyote song, lest we forgot
Lest we forget… Lately the days have become slower, and I want less. Once the wild Coyote ran and ran till, he found some pleasure, some laughter and a safe place to rest.… Continue reading
Why Do Poets Paint
Originally posted on inyourownmind:
The spoken words may sometimes be lost Only some spilled paint may show The true feelings That has been kept hidden away For far too long they say .…
Candice Louisa Daquin
Originally posted on I Write Her:
Valentin Ciccarone – Unsplash Exulted Flay?? Here the sound of water being circled in machine, washing clean, our plates scraped raw in delight Here the rustle of…
Thousand Summers
Originally posted on Under Your Wings:
Within me live a thousand unlived summers– warm, idyllicwistful, wild and free Seagulls cry and waves collidetanned legs swing, side by sideand dandelion blows freely through the…
Lost in the abyss of you…
Lost in the abyss of you…. Can sleeping men sleep find peace? My mind wandered to faraway places to when I was brave. My youthful heart believed in love; I believe I could… Continue reading