‘The weeping willow
The weeping willow Once we held love over all things. Love was holy and you were a blessing and a gift. Now like sleeping flower in the Winter. My feeble heart… Continue reading
‘Besamos mucho
Besamos mucho Let us bathe in the quiet. You and I. The sun had gone and the moon is rising. And You and I. Alone by Lake St. Clair. Just us together… Continue reading
‘The portrait of you
The portrait of you Phantom dreams led me to you. You were my illusion of perfection. I was flattered when you condemn me to loving you forever by a gesture of hello… Continue reading
The shadows are dancing
The shadows are dancing She told me, dear poet. Your love isn’t dead. Your love is sleeping. She was a perfect North Dakota girl dancing with a Michigan boy in the city… Continue reading
For love or the reminder of
Originally posted on TheFeatheredSleep:
How shall I describe her? She is feral one day her ego fills the room like helium all the plates and cups and saucers wobble for the enlargement of…
Drink of me, my dear lover
Drink of me my dear lover A Story by Coyote Poetry More Texas story. Drink of me my dear lover I loved the Austin Texas nights. Alive and vibrant with people… Continue reading
Growing up in vintage walls
Originally posted on MY VALIANT SOUL:
i was born of clay and mud with peppermint segments inside my mouths. My body was a pillar of rust— ballistic Squamish music growing like a pepper…
Practice patience; it is the essence of praise. Have patience, for that is true worship. No other worship is worth as much. Have patience; patience is the key to all relief. – Rumi
Originally posted on YA BAKİ ENTEL BAKİ:
Two of the hardest tests in life: The patience to wait for the right moment and the courage to accept whatever you encounter. Ruhsal yoldaki en…
The gin and juice lullaby
The gin and juice lullaby Once we stripped bare naked and we showed real face and real skin. You were fire and I was water. My greed was to steal everything I… Continue reading
The cursed lullaby
The cursed lullaby Once love was so damn sweet, we had the long nights and the sweetest kisses. You were my Beatrice and I was your willing Dante. Willing to pay the… Continue reading