Some December thoughts.
Some quotes and a song from Joan Baez. I adore her and her music for many years. Grandmother told me often. Sugar and honey can bring peace and calm to us. Anger and… Continue reading
Category Archive: poetry
My grandfather’s house. With a wonderful Joey/ Rory song.
My Grandfather’s house. (First written on 14 March 1976- Rewritten 29 December 2015) Time has moved too quickly.I have growth from a small lad to an old man. I remember following you my… Continue reading
Be quiet dear lover/ Quédate.
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 Winter… Continue reading
Glorious red.
Glorious red. 1- Lace and cotton dreams, is you, my love.I love the fire in your heart,the softness of your voice.You make my dreams, glorious red and perfection.I am drunk in-love and you… Continue reading
Idyllic places and time.
dyllic place and time The storyteller told the writers. We shall learn that life is Summer and Winter. Spring and Fall.We will know sweetness and we shall know sadness. We will be reborn… Continue reading
Will you still love me tomorrow.
Will you still love me tomorrow. Beautiful Jenni told me. “Baby, two different highways can never be one. You want the world, and I want you here. The war, the new battles to… Continue reading
Make it last forever.
Close my eyes forever. Once sweet dreams turn to nightmares. I thought we will one in life and I learn. Two storms can’t be in the same place. You were so damn beautiful,… Continue reading
Soldier of fortune.
Soldier of fortune. 1- Painted memories on my skin, my mind and my heart. Some pain and some sweet. I won more than I have lost. I have killed for money; I play… Continue reading
The Waltz.
The Waltz A Poem by Coyote PoetryThe ocean and love create emotions and passion that stay with us forever. The waltz … We were doing a waltz upon the beach. The waves were the orchestra and the… Continue reading
Fool’s gold.
Fool’s gold Once we held hands and we talk of the great escape. We drank expresso coffee, and we walked on the Monterey pier. I savored your sweet voice and I remember. I… Continue reading