Daily Archive: August 6, 2024
Dead ends..
Dead ends A Poem by Coyote Poetry Time for all of us to think and do the right things. Before it is too late for us and nature.” Dead ends… “T. S. Eliot… Continue reading
My Fabiola. Nothing remains the same…
Fabiola.. (Now nothing remains the same) Your name came to me late in the midnight hour, brought back the canvas of your perfect body, your kind smile and your beautiful face. Your name,… Continue reading
Dirty little secrets…
Dirty little secrets… I watched the moon rise and the sun run away and I remember, ” You and me”. I was the dancing moon whispering words of love to you as we… Continue reading
The Autumn leaves..
The Autumn leaves.. 1- Happy thoughts, dark thoughts. The peril of love can teach us. We don’t own love. Love is the kindest gift, we shall know. We must ask for a kiss,… Continue reading