Friday’s verbal poetry.– Enjoy
Fool’s gold The irony of life, we learn too late, we can’t have everything we want. I remember you, a breathtaking beauty who listen to my words, my poetry. You held my… Continue reading
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Сегодня пост памяти… В России умирают врачи… В Италии, когда умерших было 22170, от коронавируса умерло 127 врачей. А у нас на момент написания этого поста было 747 умерших…
I will Never left Michigan again Years ago. I visit 40 countries. Drank wine in Basel and Paris, I danced in the streets of Florence and I read poetry at Hyde Park… Continue reading
Amazing poetry by a talented writer.
Happy May-day- Beautiful day The first day of May, the sun is shining and the blue sky above, a blessing. I sit by Lake St. Clair, the water is dancing for me, the… Continue reading
What is poetry? I was asked. What is poetry? I told her, poetry is everything. Poetry is the description of the first kiss, the first dance. Poetry suppose make us laugh… Continue reading
The intoxicating kiss (I was asked. What do you remember? I told them, when the kiss was so sweet and so wonderful. Each kiss, we shall remember.) The wine, the songs and… Continue reading
Our world A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Our world One earth and people,… Continue reading
Beautiful artwork and amazing words.