Did I do, all I could do?
The old front door, simple marks and dates of each child height. Kind memories for a man seeking peace. Dear Lord, Did I do all, I could do, in the time I was… Continue reading
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The walls and the damn mirrors…
A Poem by Coyote Poetry Can’t hide what we became when we see our reflection in the mirrors” The walls and the damn mirrors… My father told me the Devil like to dance… Continue reading
As pretty as a perfect painting…
As pretty as a perfect painting… She told me. You make me feel beautiful and wanted and I told her. Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder, he, who can see laughing… Continue reading
Slow dance and a beautiful Ana Popovic song.
Slow dance…. Good Jazz, the good drink and drowning in the old memories. My old love dancing alone to the saddest Jazz and I told my whiskey. Pretty lady, I remember us. I… Continue reading
Five little poems….
Five little poems. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. 1- WarThe war is over.The guns locked away.The soldiers are resting.Youth and eyes burned out by war.No-one won. 2- Miss youI’m missing… Continue reading