Nothing remains the same.
Nothing remains the same. Your name came to me late in the midnight hour. Your memory brought back the canvas of your perfect body, kind smile and your beautiful face. Your name, Fabiola.… Continue reading
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 strawberry red? I try to describe you and each time I remember less. Sometimes I dream of… Continue reading
The wicked games, we play.
The wicked game, we play. I am not right no-more, I will never be right again. Your sweet song made me want the madness, the madness of loving you forever. Your eyes stole… Continue reading
Listen, remember and learn.
Listen, remember and learn 1- Listen I love the misty mornings.I love the chill of Lake St. Clair Lake when I sit alone near her.I listen to the lake, and I listen to… Continue reading
The war, the blood and the gun.
The war, the blood and the gun. No-one is screaming for the child of war. They have known only blood and the sound of war. Who do we blame my friend? War is… Continue reading
The parable of the flowers.
The parable of the flowers and the lovelorn man. She was a perfect beauty. She danced nightly on a stage in Killeen, Texas. I went nightly and I waited for my tainted beauty… Continue reading
The easy days and the good days.
The easy days and the good days. On a cold days in the grasp of the Bosnian Winter. I wrote your name in the snow.Jennifer, Jennifer, my Jennifer, I love you. I left… Continue reading
Everybody knows. 2026 version. Please remember Renee Good.
Everybody knows A Poem by Coyote Poetry I awoke pissed off today. Then my Poet of music Leonard Cohen set me off to describe my emotion. (I borrow a few lines from Leonard Cohen.Sometime we need to learn emotion… Continue reading
The sweetest things.
Pinnacle Peak from Tom’s Thumb Ravine – McDowell Mountains (Photo credit: Al_HikesAZ) The sweetest things. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is simple. Respect people. Religion should be private. Stay positive. The sweetest thing.… Continue reading
Beautiful Laura sat by the sea.
Beautiful Laura sat by the sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry Beautiful places and things can’t be forgotten. Beautiful Laura sat by the sea.. I sat in a field of wildflowers andthe scent… Continue reading