The pretty things, the dangerous things.
The pretty thing, the dangerous things.. Once I held treasure. We danced in the lost and found of seeking happiness. Once we were fearless and we knew laughter. We had Gypsy souls and… Continue reading
Tag Archive: love
Dear Maggie Elizabeth.
Dear Maggie.. ( Dream writing again.) She was my sea dancer, she was a kind lover. Now, she is a lasting memory, and she is tattoos on my mind. I was being loco,… Continue reading
God wasn’t on your side.
God was never on your side.. I wrote into many journals. Bastards like me, can’t feel and they don’t know fear. I never had a heart till it was too late. Too late… Continue reading
I need more barefoot days.
I need more barefoot days… I want to remember a beautiful Summer day, I want to remember a sweet woman face, I want to remember a kind woman voice. I do remember her… Continue reading
Photos of my flowers in my garden and some poetry.
1- Once, I saw everything in your eyes. You whispered to me, your dreams of Big Sur and climbing Mount Rainier. I was thankful my kind friend. You loved me. 2- Like this.… Continue reading
The next step is love.
The next step is love… 1- Was a beautiful Michigan Summer day and you held my hands near Lake St. Clair. You asked me by the Clinton River. Johnnie, Johnnie. Do you love… Continue reading
So beautiful.
So beautiful A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry. Good dreams. So Beautiful (Written 6 April 1980) As beautiful as a early morning sunrise. As bright as a full moon that light up a… Continue reading
Vinegar and sweet wine.
Vinegar and sweet wine. Did I thank you my beautiful and sweet Brigitte?I’m leaving on plane very soon for my real home.You came back into my life to say goodbye.You are sitting between… Continue reading
Need more love letters.
Need more love letters. I gave my dearest love, I gave my kindest gal, a love letter. She caressed the letter and she told me. I thought you forgotten me dear lover. Do… Continue reading
Empty cups.
Empty cups.. In another lifetime. We danced, we drank and we loved. Once filled cup became half-empty and we accepted less. Once we entwined our dreams and lives. Now strangers, we became. Today… Continue reading