My greatest regret was you.. ———————Loved and lost.. Dear Lizzy, my beautiful Liz.Honey, sweetheart and my love.Where are you now?Once we drank the Long Island ice tea and laughed at the midnight moon.You… Continue reading
A simple prayer.. Please lord of life and death. We need the gentle caress of hope and kindness. My world had turn dark with violence and hate. Good people were took from us and… Continue reading
Write, write and write some more A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words are powerful. They create tears, laughter, happiness and sadness. Without the great word-men and word-women. What would we know and understand?” … Continue reading
I want to love you like.. I want to love you like we are babies just learning to love. I want you to undress with the lights on, allowing me to see your… Continue reading
Dying, lying and you.. Last house near the lake, was our place to rest.We were Gypsy hearts and Irish coffee mornings. We would find the sea often, for we loved the whiskey, deadly… Continue reading
The easy days and the good days.. On a cold days in the grasp of the Bosnian Winter. I wrote your name in the snow.Jennifer, Jennifer, my Jennifer, I love you. I left… Continue reading
We shall live, we will know tears and laughter.. Hello March, the cold Winter is almost done.I am far-away from where I belong.Once, Spring was the days of rebirth and new hope. I… Continue reading
What hold value? I told the busy man. A controlled and organized life. It will leave you wanting for things lost and cannot be found. Must stop, drink some coffee and spend time… Continue reading
My Joan of Arc.. She painted her make-up upon perfect skin and she turned to me and she told me . “I need my war face tonight. I rarely show my real face… Continue reading
Knuckle red, knuckles bleeding… (Today Johnnie is angry. Sometime I feel like my father. I am just a observer of the ugly world.) His knuckles red, his knuckles bleeding. My father fought and… Continue reading