Happy world poetry day- Mother and child
Mother and child (Written in a coffee shop in 1991 in Monterey.) I touched her tummy, I listened to the heartbeat with my ear to her stomach. I loved the joy in her… Continue reading
Did I tell you?
Did I tell you? (Written, a long time ago. I hope you enjoy.) In your eyes, I’m everything. I am the sun, I am the moon, I am the soft wind that cools… Continue reading
Dreams
Dreams (My first publish poem somewhere in 1982) I use to dream of you, dream of slowly undressing you. Touching and loving every desire, you wanted to feel. I wanted us to take… Continue reading
The intoxication kiss…
The intoxicating kiss The wine, the songs and the foolishness. These three temptations make me shred my wisdom and my logic. Her intoxication kiss made me know great madness and I needed… Continue reading
The golden Dust
The golden Dust 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… Continue reading
We Share the Moon
Originally posted on Flicker of Thoughts:
When I sit alone under the pastel moonlight I imagine you sitting in solitude sighing into the cosmic night sky How many battles have you fought How…
Ouverture
Originally posted on "Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance." – Carl Sandburg:
Listen… Close your eyes, breathe in and listen. Listen to the woeful tune of ivory and…
#PoeticThursday . . . May we raise children who love the unloved things
Originally posted on Purplerays:
May we raise childrenwho love the unlovedthings – the dandelion, theworms and spiderlings.Children who sensethe rose needs the thorn& run into rainswept daysthe same way theyturn towards sun…And when…
Now nothing remains the same…
Now nothing remains the same A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Now nothing remains the same Your name came to me late in the midnight hour. Brought back the… Continue reading
The coastline…
The coastline I fell in love with her on a December morning. I stop my truck and I was star struck at her beauty, her power. I walk quickly to… Continue reading