Silenzio
Originally posted on Tavolozza di vita:
Silenzio Resti in silenzio non fai rumore Nascosto vuoi solo osservare Ai margini di questo mondo giochi con le ombre L’attesa è vana ed infuochi dardi contro…
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“Old dogs, children and watermelon wine”
Old dogs, children and watermelon wine Sitting alone by the California fault line in 1998. Almost forty and I felt old as the mountains I could see. My tire mind wondered what… Continue reading
The beautiful journey
The beautiful journey You have became my journey. I trace your skin from tender feet to perfect face. Trying to discover new places to caress and to know. You showed me the… Continue reading
Madness of Poetry
Originally posted on Midwest Fantasy Writes:
I dance In madness of poetry Moon laughing At daylight While darkness Steals my soul to play Together We create imagination Mystical phrases and lines Some lucky…
The lilac wine
Lilac wine —————————————————————————————– She whispered, maybe, maybe not. Let’s allow the lilac wine, to write the story for us. ——————————————————————————————- Life is many colors, we can paint her black, we can paint… Continue reading
“Killer on the road”
Killer on the road (Blessed is the man who can learn peace and justice without shedding blood) A Poem by Coyote Poetry (What good and bad we do in a life. The scars will… Continue reading
“The raging water”
The raging water I see your bare skin laying alone and I’m writing though-out the night just words into the stream of the internet, forgetting the once powerful need for your body… Continue reading
“Like a whisper”
Like a whisper A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Like a whisper (This is the way the world ends. This is the way the world ends. This is the way the world… Continue reading
Stop the Madness
A powerful prayer. I pray for the same things.
Dead flowers
Dead flowers —————————————————————————————————————————————- Once we tried to catch the wind. We loved the California fault line and the Pacific. She loved the black velvet whiskey and I loved her. I always brought… Continue reading