The gypsy heart
Gypsy heart Her eyes, clear blue like the sea, her voice, gentle and sweet. She told me, open the locked doors, wide. We decide if our life and journey is, a prison… Continue reading
Gypsy heart Her eyes, clear blue like the sea, her voice, gentle and sweet. She told me, open the locked doors, wide. We decide if our life and journey is, a prison… Continue reading
Rage and pain, illusion and deceit. Love born than died. —- Slender shoulders kissed. The nakedly dance, the midnight hour splendor —— Captured, unrestrained, taunts and torment. Imperfection enshrined. John Castellenas/Coyote
Burning desire Locked doors took us to the utopia of the embrace and the sweet kiss. Protected by the whispers of Leonard Cohen songs in the background. Love was new for us… Continue reading
Concrete angel It was a Spring morning in Austin, Texas in 1995. The yearly poetry weekend was here. My favorite time of the year. My only attempt at verbal poetry for me… Continue reading
Amazing written and verbal poetry by a talented writer.
Originally posted on Theater of Sorrows:
Doorway Divulging Delicious Depictions Were on a collision, LoveThere’s been a division, LoveI don’t understand how to be with you againThis pain is clawing my insides, slicing,…
A wonderful poem by a talented writer.
Black heart In 1994, old soldier was trying to drink himself to death. He had given everything he owned away and left everyone he loved. Behind. He loved the crimson light,… Continue reading
Originally posted on What's on your Mind:
Kisses that taste like bitter coffee, My favorite smell, but it doesn’t taste as sweet. Your lips are cold, like the ice melting in my…
Dear Angela A pretty girl sat with me by the sea and she whispered to me. “You know who I’m and what I do. And you stayed with me. All I know… Continue reading