The coastline.
In 1991, I drove from Michigan to California. I wrote this poem the day I saw the Ocean. The Coastline.. I fell in love with her on a December morning.I stop my truck… Continue reading
AN EPIC POEM SHATTERED INTO WARM RAIN
Originally posted on Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm:
An epic poem in Vietnamese by Lê Vĩnh Tài Translator: Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm Photographer: Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm Published on Văn Nghệ…
Jealous of the angels. And a beautiful Jenn Bostic song.
Bless, be the one, who is surrounded by love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry For my father Jack. Bless, be the one, who is surrounded by love. —————————————————————– The greatest man I ever knew,… Continue reading
Swirl me in your mind..
Swirl me in your mind.. I remember tracing your body with my fingers, I remember you whispering to me. Johnnie, Johnnie. Are we just whispering in the wind, just secret kisses shared in… Continue reading
Saint or sinner? And a beautiful Janet Devlin song.
Saint or sinner? Once soldier, once lover and once business man. Now he wondered. Can all sins be forgiven? My father believed, if he went to church on Christmas eve. All his sins… Continue reading
Old love..
Old love… She called me at midnight and she whispered. Johnnie, Johnnie. Do you remember me? I am so damn lonely tonight and please Johnnie. Can I come to you tonight? I told… Continue reading
November thoughts…
November thoughts.. Once I needed everything and I learned. Everything wasn’t needed. November is coming and the cooler and slower days I do love. I am in the November of my life. I… Continue reading
The echoes of yesterday.. And the great Neil Young song.
The echoes of yesterday. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We must ensure. Today is our best day… The echoes of yesterday… I wonder do we listen to the echoes? The echoes of yesterday, I… Continue reading
Killed and killed.. A Phil Ochs song. The war is over.
Killed and killed A Poem by Coyote Poetry A true and sad story of the permanent wounds of war. Killed and killed.. On Friday night my father drank his rum. He would come and… Continue reading