The best days- Beach days and ice cream.
A Lake St. Clair day.
Wrong is wrong…
I will remember- wrong is wrong A Poem by Coyote Poetry “the Bear River Massacre of 1863 the deadliest reported attack on Native Americans by the U.S. military�”worse than Sand Creek in 1864, the Marias in 1870 and Wounded Knee in 1890.”So… Continue reading
Call for Urgent Action
Please sign. Let’s not forget the ones, who cannot speak.
The sweetest gal…
The sweetest gal… I brought the most beautiful girl near me and I raised my glass to the sky in the dark tavern. I said aloud. “Drink to you, drink to me and… Continue reading
The lake song…
The Lake song… I told her. I apology sweet Julie. Somewhere in time, the flowing river of love was murdered. I do not blame no-one. I have accepted my place. I have my… Continue reading
Sotto gli astri (Ita – Fr – Eng – Esp)
Originally posted on marcellocomitini:
Davide e Abisag, Pedro Américo,1879 Nelle lunghe lente ore della notte insonnedistesa sul mio corpo giace, intimoritadalle amarezze dei miei annidal mio sguardo pensosovinta dall’amore. Immobile predadei miei ricordi…
Sway….
Sway… The Poet’s wish. Never sweet and never easy. A dancing beauty moved and swayed with the songs. Her hips moving slowly with the tempting words. The dancing damsel, she knows she was… Continue reading
Beautiful Lies : A Poetry
Amazing poetry shared by a talented writer.
Her garden….
Her garden A Poem by Coyote PoetryA blessing when a kind woman befriend you. … Continue reading
Ride….
(Johnnie need a long highway, a long vacation with no place to go.) Ride…. Locked doors, fixed schedules and somber life. Once wild beast can die and forget. Life is open doors, free… Continue reading