We need to be thankful when we hold something precious in our hands. She was a  Diamond….                                20 Nov. 1994 The drunk man toasts to better days.We touched shot glasses.I asked him.Did… Continue reading →

“Dreams can become nightmares. Nightmares can become sweet dreams one day.” 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… Continue reading →

Originally posted on I Write Her:
? Clarity – a clear foundation of understanding. Educating is facilitating a peace within. A rapid settling of unease.   Precise, clear knowing deposited at each other’s…

The  stranger  song Pretty lady  asked  her old lover.  When did we become strangers?Once  we talked, danced and sang the whole night through. Now we sit together.  Your eyes had died and  your… Continue reading →

Originally posted on EN VERS ET CONTRE TOUT:
….”Ce n’est pas parce qu’on se remémore qu’on oublie, c’est parce qu’on oublie qu’on se remémore”…. @solenev 🇨🇭   Il y a, en tout cas, …

Originally posted on Just a Girl Lost 2:
They say all poets at some point in time possess and express in overabundance one or two or three or four of the traits listed below:…

Paris, London, Basel or  Barcelona…. We were wanderlust, whiskey kisses and sleeping till noon. We loved clotheless mornings and afternoon meals. We loved loud music and we loved the sea. I would tell… Continue reading →

You are my music….. We found love in the lost and found. You are the most beautiful gal in the world. I remember your smile, I remember your laughter. I painted your skin… Continue reading →

I remember you. A Poem by Coyote PoetrySometime we must return to the beginning. To find the missing person in the mirror looking back.  I remember you.                The summer days were long.The splendor… Continue reading →