Stitches.
Stitches. I remember her last words. The million hellos were erased by a midnight goodbye. Once we entwined our lives and now in my secret place. A million fingerprints, leftover reminders. I painted… Continue reading
Tag Archive: love
So cold and a lovely Mean Mary song.
So cold. She came to me at midnight and she gave me whiskey kisses and kind words. I told her. I need to taste your skin; I need to know you wild and… Continue reading
You are my poetry my dearest love.
You are my poetry my dearest love. I was a soldier, wandering the world seeking adventure and I learn. One day, I was alone. I learn, if you escape home for a… Continue reading
The brown eyes girl. And an amazing Bangles song.
The brown eyes girl. My dearest Sheena, when I met you. You were the prettiest gal I ever seen. I remember you took my hands and you told me. Love will heal you;… Continue reading
Sara Little Wolf.
Sara Little Wolf. Once a pretty Ojibwa gal stole my heart and my thoughts. Her coffee brown eyes and golden-brown skin made me wish to swim in her kind and gentle eyes. She… Continue reading
Open doors, dead poets and bare feet.
1- Open doors Open the shades wide.Lite the incense candles of lavender and sweet wild flowers.Don’t be afraid of the dark and lonely nights.We are just flesh and bones.Needing to dance into the… Continue reading
Everything had it’s time.
Everything had it’s time… 1- We have become silhouettes in a locked room. Just two ghosts roaming and breathing alone. Once house, filled with love. Now a tomb, so dusty and so cold.… Continue reading
Only you.
Only you. I drank in the beauty of river clear blue eyes. I watched you dance on the almost empty beach freely and unafraid of the opinions of the beach goers nearby. I made… Continue reading
Just quotes from the heart. Some photos.
A Poem by Coyote Poetry It is a good day. My third grandson will be four years old soon. Today I have many reasons to be thankful and alive to enjoy the birth of… Continue reading
In love with a Bonnie girl.
In love with a Bonnie girl. The soldier drank the Johnnie Walker whiskey in a Austin, Texas tavern. He had come here every Friday for three months to talk to a Scottish beauty.… Continue reading