She was a Spring Day, and I was a Winter storm.
She was a Spring Day, and I was a Winter storm. She words a pendant of tourmaline on her neck and she never wore shoes. She adored the sea and she loved watching… Continue reading
Tag Archive: life
Who are you?
Who are you? I love the book “The picture of Dorian Gray.” When reading or listening to the amazing book. You question yourself. Who am I? I question you my friend. Who are… Continue reading
Last man standing. Pray for peace. Demand peace.
The last man standing.. A Story by Coyote Poetry Talk of Nuclear war again. The foolish people thinking about using the nuclear weapons. Need to watch the movie. “Mad Max.” The last man standing… Continue reading
German September sweet wine.
(For April, poetry month. Poem number four.) Germany September sweet red wine. 1- September was merciful. Warm days, quiet days and time to sing, dance and drink. The Children were celebrating the September… Continue reading
The masquerade.
(April, poetry month. Number three.) The masquerade. The masquerade. Was a blue moon night in New Orleans and no-one wanted to show their real face. Beer, wine and liquor was plentiful. Women were… Continue reading
The days of freedom. And a beautiful Paloma Faith song.
The days of freedom. Yesterday was the first warm days of Spring. I opened the doors and I opened the window. I allowed the air of Spring to re-fresh the house. I took… Continue reading
Broken promises and lost places.
Broken promises and lost places. I remembered we had dreams of being barefoot in wildflowers fields and love was to be forever. I could sit and gaze at you for hours. Watch you… Continue reading
A stranger tale and an amazing Leonard Cohen 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
Waiting for a memory. We get what we deserve.
Waiting for a memory. You came to me in a yesterday memory and you told me Johnnie. Can’t wait no-more. You have too much to love and to embrace. I’m just a heavy… Continue reading
We need to be kind to each other. Finding Morningstar.
We need to be kind to each other. Sober men can’t write the truth; godless men can’t see heaven. Liquor voice, does not seek salvation, only seek to repent to the whiskey bottle.… Continue reading