Your eyes are Himalayan  blue, they mutate like the colors of sparkling stars to a silver cold planet. Your indifference defeats me until I am nothing more than an empty  vessel sailed  away to write…

 Yesterday…. I am in the Fall of a life. Death whispered in my ear. Old heart and my tire soul seem to need and want less. Maybe I have given-in, given-up. Once I… Continue reading →

The damn road…   It was a cold winter day in late December in Michigan.  I awoke with my love andI kissed her face and lips and whispered “Good morning. “ Her beautiful… Continue reading →

The human touch. A Poem by Coyote PoetryThe easiest gift to give is concern, time and to listen. In a world of fast pace and little time. We must slow down and show the… Continue reading →

What will I remember? A Poem by Coyote PoetryLife is long. People are many. What is truly important? What will I remember?…. Days pass by. Life goes on. What will I hold on to?… Continue reading →

 Cold blooded lover…. So pretty, so nice to look upon. I told you my dear Belinda. I could love you like my first love. My last love, but your eyes are dead. So… Continue reading →

  A thousand years… You came to me in my sweet dreams again.You were dancing in your white Summer dress by the lake.I watched your beautiful face smiling and singing to the afternoon… Continue reading →

Originally posted on La poesia porta lontano ❤️
Poetry goes far away 🇮🇹:
Una rosa coglierò color del vino rossa come d’alba in un mattino. Una rosa coglierò per te Francesca che ti faccia tornare…

Originally posted on Bottled Metaphors:
I can never find poems in the nightWhen you slept with windows closed,Slurry wind taps to open the wordsYou filled with honey and mist,Smiling for the repressed sorrowsWhich…

I want to fall in love again…. The deepest midnight wishes we have. Wishes for the first star seen above in the early dust of the night, wishes shared for the moon and… Continue reading →