Angie
Angie I remember our days and nights at Big Sur, you were my imperfection angel. You wanted, just enough and you allowed your dreams to die. You enchante me by speaking careless words… Continue reading
Angie I remember our days and nights at Big Sur, you were my imperfection angel. You wanted, just enough and you allowed your dreams to die. You enchante me by speaking careless words… Continue reading
Wild horses- part one Brigitte drank some wine and she asked him. Great words, you have expressed. God have create everything beautiful. Who create all the ugly? Who create the separation? Why… Continue reading
My home is Northern Michigan I sat by the Cherry trees of Michigan in Northern Michigan and I remembered a good friend. We were not young, we were serving in the Army.… Continue reading
Savior, liar, sinner Once I was saved, pretty red-hair girl took my hands and she whispered. I love you Johnnie. Please don’t die, please live for me. She held me tightly… Continue reading
Amazing poetry by a talented writer.
Be quiet dear lover/ Quédate The sky is grey and the sun is hidden behind the rain clouds in the early morning. You and I had traveled to Palma, Spain. The Germany… 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
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? * An echo in time, that is all she was… … but one day so much more happened that she knew that…
(The sea is near A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words) The sea is near “We poets in our youth begin with gladness; But thereoff in the end despondency and madness”- Wordsworth… Continue reading
My oh my Johnnie was drinking hard whiskey, was watching the sea dance and the sky turn more blacker and dangerous on the Monterey Wharf last tavern. A sweet voice whispered, big storm… Continue reading