Your heart is as black as the night- part three
Black as the night… I told her. Everybody knows you have a black heart and I know more than most. You smell like like wildflowers in the early Spring and you talk so… Continue reading
Daily Archive: March 10, 2022
Love is like a hammer…
Love is like a hammer… I left Michigan in 1991 and I sat in the Jazz club at 12 pm, trying to write a poem. The Jazz man was playing the songs, so… Continue reading
I’ll take care of you…
I’ll take care of you In the dead of long night, our wandering mind find things lost and cannot be found. Old Johnnie sitting alone in the Jazz bar and he is drinking… Continue reading
Pot of Gold
Originally posted on Poetry:
Luck comes in Varieties To some it’s a winning Ticket Yet to others, the reward may merely be a smile Perhaps a simple Bloom or the entire Bouquet Windfalls…
Maybe yes, maybe no?
Maybe yes, maybe no?… I been hiding in the highway 35 taverns for three months. Started drinking early in the morning and writing till darkness, the happy hours blues poetry. Once I was… Continue reading
Longing, belonging and secrets…
Longing, belonging and 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
You are my Spring…
You are my Spring. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The days of Spring are near You are my Spring… You told me. I love you and I told you. I love you more. I… Continue reading
Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 100 (ROAR) in the D rhyme line.
Originally posted on willowdot21:
Ukrainian emergency employees and volunteers carry an injured pregnant woman from the damaged by shelling maternity hospital in Mariupol, Ukraine. The innocent. The season is a changing fastThe bulbs…