Somewhere in time…
Somewhere in time…… I found the Pacific in 2016. The late May-days of Monterey were upon the ancient city. I wandered to the old places, I once knew. I was a stranger now… Continue reading
Monthly Archive: August, 2022
Is it, everything you wanted?
Is it, everything you wanted?… Once I chased you from Germany to the land of Scotland. Once we were brave and once we danced till the songs were done in dark taverns. Once… Continue reading
A California free man once…
A California free man once… Hanging with Jim tonight. Took me 33 years of life, dead brothers and broken heart to learn. Life is more than me. I drove to 2500 miles, Michigan… Continue reading
TEN POEMS
Originally posted on Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm:
A poem in Vietnamese by Lê Vĩnh Tài Translator: Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm TEN POEMS 1. poetry begs the pardon of all the…
We danced for the stars…
We danced for the stars … Was a Texas hot Summer night and you wore your black dress and dancing shoes. I was drinking the Long Island teas since 6 pm and you arrived… Continue reading
Rainbows of hope and promises of peace
Please read and listen to the amazing poet. Emotional Musings Writing brings me peace and clarity. I started Emotionl Musings almost four years ago with the intention to share my life’s testimony of… Continue reading
The dance…
The dance A Poem by Coyote Poetry Many kinds of opportunities for the dance. A wise person is fearless in life. If you take no chances. You won’t know what you could of done… Continue reading
Beautiful Laura, sat by the sea…
Beautiful Laura, sat by the sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry Beautiful places and things can’t be forgotten. Beautiful Laura sat by the sea.. I sat in a field of wildflowers.The scent of… Continue reading
Broken bones, unkempt promises…
Broken bones, unkempt promises A Poem by Coyote Poetry This poem had been dancing in my head for days. I hope you enjoy. Broken bones, unkempt promises… Fools’ dances in wishes and dreamers… Continue reading
What will I remember?
What will I remember? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is long. People are many. What is truly important? What will I remember? Days pass by. Life goes on. What will I hold on… Continue reading