One line poetry. Love be sweet, love be damned.
1- Was just a kiss, was just a sweet memory. Maybe was the sweetest kiss? 2- Was just a Summer day, was a day of the sea and the dance. Let’s’ do it… Continue reading
Tag Archive: love
The day is gone and the darkness is here. For beautiful dear Jennifer.
The day is gone and the dark nights are here. I never liked the month of December. I seem to lose more than I gained. Once, after a war, I returned home and… Continue reading
Do more.
Do more.. 1- I was blindsided by her. Her eyes, bright and demanding. I asked her. What do you need my lovely? She gave me a devilish smile and she told me. Give… Continue reading
We didn’t know, I didn’t know.
We didn’t know. I didn’t know… 1- I called Sheena in Scotland in the Winter of 1980 and I told her.Beautiful Sheena, I miss you so and I am so sorry.She whispered dear… Continue reading
A Summertime love.
A Summertime love. Dear Veronica, she knew I adored her.She sat near me and her bare feet caressed the softness of the grass.She asked me. Would you love me when my ginger hair… Continue reading
I love you more.
I love you more. Once I was alone, now with you near, the sky is more bluer, the moon is more brighter, I know how to smile again, I know how to laugh… Continue reading
Thank you for the dance.
1- Once, twice and again. Love me one time, love me two times, lock the doors and let’s fall into love. 2- We danced the Texas two-step at the dance hall and I… Continue reading
My lovely Beatrice.
My lovely Beatrice. My muse by the sea. A Poem by Coyote Poetry My lovely Beatrice. My muse by the sea. Beautiful California for us to behold. Enter a love for the ages with one sweet kiss. Angel with… Continue reading
Grandmother hope and wishes.
Grandmother hope and wishes. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I lost my Ojibwa Grandmother in 1981. She had a hard life. You would never know. She loved her children and wanted them to know… Continue reading
Happy Independent Day.
The Lover, A Soldier prayer. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Soldier goes off to War. Need kind and sweet memories to keep them human. The Lover (A soldier prayer).. Poor boys and men.Their roads… Continue reading