I hate you, I love you…
I hate you, I love you I try to escape you. I try to flee your memory. I repeat secret words in hidden places in my mind. I hate you, I… Continue reading
I hate you, I love you I try to escape you. I try to flee your memory. I repeat secret words in hidden places in my mind. I hate you, I… Continue reading
Rose colored glasses We made wishes to the Autumn moon. We laid on a hill in a sleeping bag and we talked of great dreams. You were going to be a nurse and… Continue reading
Our world…Old world, new world. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Old world, new world Old world is gone. Our world is quiet. Today the streets… Continue reading
Colors (The new world is here. Let’s be kind to each. Call someone you miss. Help the people you can. I pray our leaders are helping our brothers and sisters countries. Be a… Continue reading
(Thank you Mahafsoun for the photo) Somethings shouldn’t beheld or touched You have taunted my dreams and made me wish for sordid and frenzy nights, captured in your… Continue reading
My great love I told the young writer, we shall have many great loves. Many women will steal our heart, make us want everything and more. But there are those maidens, who… Continue reading
The walls and the damn mirrors My father told me the Devil like to dance at dawn. He like when the night overcomes the day, he told me. No-one is pretty with… Continue reading
Love had no pride Pretty wishes, pretty memories, become kind and sweet places we have known. I remember my greatest wish, ginger hair girl with the eyes of hazel, she was once,… Continue reading
The willow trees Old poet told the girl. We must try to go back to where we were, if we can. The bright eyed girl asked with wonder, dear poet, I come to… Continue reading
Riders on the storm “Bad dream again, confusion blasting my thoughts, I am fighting in the chaos of my dreams. Why is my world falling into madness? All I can do is pray,… Continue reading