The dandelion…
The first dandelion… The streets are empty, the houses are quiet. I wonder where are the children? I clean-up the Winter waste and I smiled. One beautiful dandelion had appeared through the Winter… Continue reading
The first dandelion… The streets are empty, the houses are quiet. I wonder where are the children? I clean-up the Winter waste and I smiled. One beautiful dandelion had appeared through the Winter… Continue reading
The threads of life. Fate and destiny A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life leave no guarantees. Must take chances. Like we are walking upon tender threads that easily break. The threads of life.… Continue reading
Sanctuaries of the sweet kiss and the embrace…A Poem by Coyote Poetry” Best days of a life. When love is being born. “Sanctuaries of the sweet kiss and embrace…. My beautiful enchantress. It… Continue reading
The Poet’s love. Hummingbird highway… Please remember Susana Chavez. A brave poet. It was nearing the Midnight hour. Rose told everyone. I must rest. Me and Johnnie have a date at 3 am.… Continue reading
The Poet’s love — Last grasp at a miracle. Chapter ten. At three a.m sharp. Rosa knocked gently on Paloma and Johnnie room. He rose up and he open the door. She came… Continue reading
The Poet’s love– The cancer… Leo watched Paloma and Johnnie leave. Johnnie face had aged. The last time he saw him. He was robust and loud. They danced with pretty Teja’s girls and… Continue reading
The Poet’s love-life, death and the good wine- Chapter four. The four good friends sat near the Trujillo bay. Lawrence told them. Trujillo was touched by God. The bay and the gentle people.… Continue reading
Susana Chávez, Mexican poet and human rights activist The Poet’ love- chapter one-three. The old Poet loved the country of Honduras. He had came here often in his life and he loved the Honduras… Continue reading
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Stop believing that lies are the “truth” and that the truth is “lies”. What is freedom? Not to be bound by the lies I believed This is…