The good path and a wonderful song by Joey and Rory.
A Poem by Coyote Poetry “We learn with age. What we truly need.” The good path. Where do I go from here? I have made a thousand right and wrong decisions. I have… Continue reading
A Poem by Coyote Poetry “We learn with age. What we truly need.” The good path. Where do I go from here? I have made a thousand right and wrong decisions. I have… Continue reading
1- Rage and pain,illusion and deceit.Love born than died. 2- Slender shoulders kissed.The nakedly dance,the midnight hour splendor 3- Captured,unrestrained,taunts and torment.Imperfection enshrined. John Castellenas/Coyote
Je t’aime- I love you You told me in Paris once. “Je t’aime my Johnnie.” Your words like sweet wine overtook my mind and heart. Today I remembered you. Dark brown eyes and… Continue reading
A dangerous world. ( April is poetry month. New poetry number thirteen.) 1- Palestine, Lebanon, Ukraine, Sudan, Myanmar, Iran, Nigeria and more places. The children live with death near. At any time. Bullets… Continue reading
Leave the light on. Been one year now. We said goodbye on a cold Winter Day, and I remember I told you. I will leave the light on, my love. You have a… Continue reading
(April is poetry month. New poetry number twelve.) The ballad of the angry woman. She was an unbounded lady sitting alone at Happy Hour in the Monterey Irish Pub. Long Island Ice Teas,… Continue reading
The death of love. A lonely lullaby. 1- Once upon a time, you came to me at midnight and you went to my bedroom. You stripped off your clothing and you waited for… Continue reading
We didn’t know, love was like a fleeing butterfly.We tried to hold the wind, we tried to stop time,we held our kisses long and sweet.We didn’t know.Love words, love dances, just magic and… Continue reading
The tango lullaby. Loving lady is waiting for me, her black tight dress covering up little. Allowing her long tan legs to tempt my visions when I arrived at the night club. She… Continue reading