You are my poetry….
You are my poetry…. Forlorn love, treasured memories. You used to read poetry to me by the candle light. You were my heavenly voice, sweet songs when life became too hard. Once we… Continue reading
You are my poetry…. Forlorn love, treasured memories. You used to read poetry to me by the candle light. You were my heavenly voice, sweet songs when life became too hard. Once we… Continue reading
Isabella, dear Isabella I took the midnight train to Florence, the days of Spring were coming to a ending. I loved the Germany Spring and I needed dear Florence again. The city of… Continue reading
I need you now… A Poem by Coyote Poetry Great love, never died. When love is alive. The love will grow to become a willow tree. Flowing and dancing with the free wind. Expanding… Continue reading
Let’s remember us… ———————————————————————————————————- Love forgotten, love dead, who was wrong? Who was right? Once we had long nights, once we made the mornings last till late afternoon. Did I forget my… Continue reading
The Lake Huron song… Closed wounds can bleed again, no healing for true love lost. You and I, we were Summer wine and Lake Huron late night swim. You were the prettiest girl… Continue reading
Another time, another place… The loneliness man at Fort Hood volunteered for missions in Central American. He wanted to escape everything and he wanted to taste the Hemingway’s tropical paradise. Once he sought… Continue reading
Mirrored soul A Poem by Coyote Poetry Can we become strangers to ourselves? Who do we see in the mirror now? … Continue reading
The fray- Lost and found, dearest Luna – part three I saw her in the valley and I followed her. She walked slowly in the fray. The sky was bright orange and her… Continue reading
I am jealous of the sea… A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some new words. I need a year in Monterey. I am jealous of the sea.. Was a beautiful Dust of the day coming… Continue reading
First words, last words A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words can have great power. False words can brake a heart forever. Word of true love can make us desire the moon and the stars. … Continue reading