The golden dusk… We didn’t know. Life move so damn fast and we cannot stop time.I wondered. Did you know me? Did I know you?Now our silence whispers of love words are rarely… Continue reading →

 A Monterey Summer day…. The poet sat alone drinking his coffee near the Monterey Bay. He was 35 years old and he felt like he had lived five lifetimes. The soldiers in his… Continue reading →

Pieces of April…. My dreamland beauty, she comes to my mind in early April. The cold of Winter almost gone  and I remember our Spring time kisses, our Spring time dances with Lake… Continue reading →

Wild horses… We laid bare on the patio, allowing the moonlight to caress our skin. She wanted to make love at the midnight hours on the closed-in patio, as the rain gentle fell.… Continue reading →

Originally posted on Chamilah B. Rughony:
While you lay the flowers at the memorial stone, remind yourself of a fearless nation emerged from the shackles of metal moved mountains liberated minds and bodies…

Originally posted on Red Lake Writer:
Sometimes words are all we have to offer.And even when they are not enough, expressing so,will appease a forlorn heart.

 O so sweet, O so soft… My dearest miracle, I was alone till you blessed me with your sweet kiss and your gentle voice. Once I asked you. Would you, could you, love… Continue reading →

Katie wrote A Poem by Coyote PoetryA old poem with a proper re-write. Katie wrote Painted words and bloody thoughts are what the writer understand and hold tightly to. The wisp and grasps of… Continue reading →

Spring Equinox A Poem by Coyote PoetryWaiting for Spring                            Spring Equinox Winter cold touch was needed. Needed frost for the apples,… Continue reading →