The song of May. A a great Leonard Cohen song.”
The song of May.. I am taking the train to Basel. Dear Alexandra is waiting in the city of wonder for me. She found me on the poetry site and she told me.… Continue reading
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The stranger song and a amazing Leonard Cohen song.
The stranger song.. Pretty lady asked her old lover. When did we become strangers?Once we talked, danced and sang the whole night through.Now we sit together. Your eyes had died and your hopeful… Continue reading
Strangers, trains and planes..
Strangers, trains and planes A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people can’t be held down. Freedom is too valuable. Strangers, trains and planes She called my from Paris. She whispered I will be in… Continue reading
My November song.. And a amazing Leonard Cohen song.
My November song.. I told the Winter sky, I am in the November of my life. I asked the Lake St. Clair, did I do enough? I slowly built my mini-rock garden of… Continue reading
Stitches.. And a amazing Leonard Cohen song.
Stitches… I remember her last words. The million hellos were erased by a midnight good bye. Once we entwined our lives and now in my secret place. A million fingerprints, leftover reminders. I… Continue reading
The lost and found..
The lost and foundA Poem by Coyote Poetry (When love is misplaced. hard to find again. ) The lost and found.. I loved the Monterey nights. I would walk from Fort Ord, California to… Continue reading
A New York City night..
A New York city night. Was a New York city dark winter night.The cold of Winter made the strangers gathered in the taverns.I sat alone at the bar, writing into my journal.A pretty… Continue reading
The stranger song…
The stranger song.. Houses built on sand will sink. Love built on false hope will not endure. Desperate love, passionate love is just released for the sake of the body and not the… Continue reading
My great love.. Part two.
My great love.. Part two I told the young writer, we shall have many great loves. Many women will steal our heart, make us want everything and more. But there are those maidens,… Continue reading
A lullaby…
A lullaby.. Old man memories become sweeter with time and distance.The old man wondered if she remember him, like he remembered her.He was twenty years old once and youth was his wealth for… Continue reading