1914 Iii: The Dead – Poem by Rupert Brooke Blow out, you bugles, over the rich Dead! There’s none of these so lonely and poor of old, But, dying, has made us rarer… Continue reading
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Photo (CC) Brendan Lally @ Flickr * Read Alicia Aza’s original Spanish, then J. Kates’ English translations in blue. * * La golondrina merodea entre el…
Dance of sweet dreams and nightmares. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I’m old today. The people who accept war as norm. Will they accept their children dying for religion and hate? Dance… Continue reading
When comes a stranger A Poem by Coyote Poetry Death comes when she desired. Death come when he desires. I was last year man. I had it all. Beautiful house and a… Continue reading
Two Brothers A Poem by Coyote Poetry I learn how fragile life can be in 1988-1989. Better to be kind to your friends and family. World punish them enough already. Two brothers… Continue reading
Amazing verbal and written poetry. Please read and go to his soundclound site of the talented writer and speaker.
tattoos A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old stories become better with time. Tattoos My pretty lady friend with tattoos on her back and legs. She asked me. Do you like my tattoos?… Continue reading
Positive and hopeful words. Please read the words of a outstanding writer.
Please read the amazing poetry by a talented writer. Her words strong and a worhwhile read.
Beautiful faces and passionate kisses. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to be young in heart. Willing to rebirth love and desire everyday of an life. Beautiful faces and passionate kisses When… Continue reading