Nguyễn Đình Toàn | Saigon, a nameless memory – Sài Gòn niềm nhớ không tên (2)
Please read the amazing poetry.
Please read the amazing poetry.
Scarborough fair… I once dance with the prettiest gal at the Scarborough fair. I told her, I wanted to marry her and to make her smile every day of her life. She smiled… Continue reading
We are born to live A Poem by Coyote PoetrySeek good people, seek new adventure and make someone smile. … Continue reading
Close my eyes forever A Poem by Coyote PoetryOld words and old thoughts. Close my eyes forever… Once sweet dreams turn to nightmares. I thought we will one in life and I learn. Two… Continue reading
I will take care of you…. The bar stool Poet told the pretty Lady sitting with him. “Love had turn me right, love had turn me wrong. Love had turn my insides… Continue reading
Regards to a old memory A Poem by Coyote PoetryEvery thing we do, demand payment. Regards to a old memory…. I know love is never fair sweet memory. Need perfect timing, proper place and… Continue reading
Her garden A Poem by Coyote PoetryLove is life, life is love. Her… Continue reading
Our children. Our joy. Three of the four children murdered in Oxford, Michigan. I am praying for them and their family. Today our children feel less safe. Time for “All of us”. To… Continue reading
(Dreams can become nightmares. Nightmares can become sweet dreams one day.) I don’t remember how you looked…. I don’t remember how you looked. Your eyes were blue, maybe hazel green? Your hair golden blond or maybe… Continue reading