You are my treasure..
You are my treasure… My lovely lady loved a slow Sunday and to bath for many hours in a hot bubble bath, jazz music and little conversation. I would wash her hair in… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry
First day of spring. My goddess of Spring.
My goddess and beautiful muse of Spring… ( A warm Spring day had arrived. I needed to feel the warm sun upon my face.) The cold of Winter fade away when I look… Continue reading
Pieces of April..
Pieces of April…. My dreamland beauty, she comes to my mind in early April. The cold of Winter almost gone and I remember our Spring time kisses, our Spring time dances with Lake… Continue reading
Sleepless nights..
Sleepless nights You and me, me and you. We love the Jazzy songs, slow dancing bare-ass for the midnight moon and making love till noon. You are my coffee mornings, my Lone Islands… Continue reading
Six word poetry.
Six word poetry….. Dance more, laugh more, live more…. Money is heavy, Love is light….. Yesterday, tomorrow, today. This second matters…. Pretty does, pretty is, Baby Mia…. Did I do enough? I pondered….… Continue reading
The shadows..
Shadows.. (A poem to remember my dear sister. She left my world last year and I miss her voice.) My sister told me. You have changed and you saw too much shit andyour… Continue reading
I will wear, I will wear sadness..
I will wear, I will wear sadness… Hamas paid men to rape and kill. I don’t understand. Israel left with revenge. Israel killed over 50,000 Palestine people, so far, destroyed cities. What kind… Continue reading
I do, dear I do..
I do, dear I do.. 1- She told me. I don’t hate you. I dislike love now and her eyes filled with sorrow. She whispered. Love is for the lucky. You and I.… Continue reading
The faces of children..
I have seen the faces of the children and the women in Palestine and Ukraine. “Who is right when both sides are wrong.” They are running away from war and they don’t have… Continue reading
You are a warm Spring day and I am a Winter storm.
You are a warm Spring day and I am a winter storm… She words a pendant of tourmaline on her neck and she never wore shoes. She adored the sea and she loved… Continue reading