“The color of love”

The color of love   Dear lover, you made me come alive. The fire in you eyes make me wish to swim in your brown eyes and drown in the gentleness of your… Continue reading

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The lucky or the crazy.

The lucky or the crazy We danced by the light of the moon, every Saturday and Sunday we came and watched the sun fall into the sea.   I watched you write my… Continue reading

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Big Sur

(Big Sur and Alisa Fineman A Poem by Coyote Poetry A beautiful song bird of the California coastline.)     Big Sur and Alisa Fineman I put two brothers into graves in 1988-1989,… Continue reading

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Fathers & Daughters – Michael Bolton

Wonderful song and words. Mihran Kalaydjian's Official Blog “Anyone can be a father, but it takes someone special to be a dad, and that’s why I call you dad, because you are so… Continue reading

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Capture love’

Captive love   My lady of May became my Summer lover, my kind and sweet woman had seized my heart and she awoke my slumbering heart.   I  whispered to her, lullabies of… Continue reading

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“The coming storms”

The coming storm.   Her lustful glances left me condemned to fall into the harmony of her smile. She was a rare desert flower that dazzled me with flattering words.   She whispered… Continue reading

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When She Was Young: Song of the Lotus

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“The lotus, which was so delicious that those who ate of it left off caring about home, and did not even want to go back and say…

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Angie

Angie I remember our days and nights at Big Sur, you were my imperfection angel. You wanted, just enough and you allowed your dreams to die. You enchante me by speaking careless words… Continue reading

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Wild horses

Wild horses- part one   Brigitte drank some wine and she asked him. Great words, you have expressed. God have create everything beautiful. Who create all the ugly? Who create the separation? Why… Continue reading

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My home is Northern Michigan

My home is Northern Michigan   I sat by the Cherry trees of Michigan in Northern Michigan and I remembered a good friend. We were not young, we were serving in the Army.… Continue reading

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