Savior, liar, sinner
Savior, liar, sinner Once I was saved, pretty red-hair girl took my hands and she whispered. I love you Johnnie. Please don’t die, please live for me. She held me tightly… Continue reading
Estuary of Flowers
Amazing poetry by a talented writer.
Quédate
Be quiet dear lover/ Quédate The sky is grey and the sun is hidden behind the rain clouds in the early morning. You and I had traveled to Palma, Spain. The Germany… Continue reading
Love had no pride
Love had no pride Pretty wishes, pretty memories, become kind and sweet places we have known. I remember my greatest wish, ginger hair girl with the eyes of hazel, she was once,… Continue reading
An Echo in Time
Originally posted on Feed Your Soul & Free Your Spirit:
? * An echo in time, that is all she was… … but one day so much more happened that she knew that…
“The sea is near”
(The sea is near A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words) The sea is near “We poets in our youth begin with gladness; But thereoff in the end despondency and madness”- Wordsworth… Continue reading
“My oh my”
My oh my Johnnie was drinking hard whiskey, was watching the sea dance and the sky turn more blacker and dangerous on the Monterey Wharf last tavern. A sweet voice whispered, big storm… Continue reading
Isabella, Isabella, dear Isabella
Isabella, Isabella, dear Isabella I took the midnight train to Florence, the days of Spring were coming to a ending. I loved the Germany Spring and I needed dear Florence again. The… Continue reading
I Am
Originally posted on stephajane:
I am a city. A tall silhouette filled with tiny windows and the intensity of eight million fluttering hearts. A solid tower of delicate glass, I am drenched in…