Haunt me- Poem seventeen for April.

Haunt me… I found her again at the hard metal club in Austin and she was dressed in her black skirt and her favorite black blouse. I stay at a distance and I… Continue reading

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Gen Z

Originally posted on Brimming with Bats in the Belfry:
We live in a generation of the? ill.? Depression hides behind every smile, anxiety jumping on us when we least expect it, suicide is…

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Black as the night-part three. Poem sixteen for April. The poetry month.

Black as the night… I told her. Everybody knows you have a black heart and I know more than most. You smell like like wildflowers in the early Spring and you talk so… Continue reading

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Black as the night- part two.

Black as the night… Love is sweet and love can be so deadly. I knew Jenny was so damn beautiful. Youthful eyes and woman perfect curves and valleys, make a wise man become… Continue reading

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Black as the night…

 Black as the night… I watched her dance alone to the holy Jazz songs. Simmering words in the song make her body move slow and easy to the songs. I know to keep… Continue reading

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A solace and a blessing…

A solace and a blessing… (Written in 1979) .    . The good cognac and German wines kept me in my woeful and  tranquil state. I was lost, fainthearted and raging mad at life. Death… Continue reading

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Libertà delle parole (Ita – Fr – Eng – Esp)

Originally posted on marcellocomitini:
Quel fedele nemico che mi spia dallo specchiocon sorrisi sornioni mi ha chiestoperché chiuso nella mia stanzaperdo tempo dietro la scrivania a sognaresul foglio bianco, il computer spento i…

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We Talk When It’s Late

Originally posted on ataraxicat:
whenever she’d get badmy mammy would say baby we come into this world alonewe go out of this world alone how funny it was that she chose the word…

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Ausencia

Originally posted on UNIVERSO ESPEJO Poemas y algo más:
Hay cosas sencillas, cotidianas, que emergen en todos los paisajes, un pequeño jarrón, las flores en un patio, la diversidad caótica del tráfico,…

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Stay with me…

Stay with me A Poem by Coyote PoetryRare times in a life we can find comfort with another. We need to hold on till the dream disappears. Please stay with me…  I sipped my… Continue reading

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