The next step is love..
The next step is love.. Was the first warm days of Spring,we had some sweet red wine and our cigarettes.You befriended me in the late days of Winter,you made me laugh and we… Continue reading
Tag Archive: music
My father’s song..
My father’s song…Greatest man I ever known. He told me often. “Life isn’t easy and we we must be stronger than what life give us. Better to be piss and vinegar than lay… Continue reading
Toxic and a beautiful Yael Naim song.
Toxic… Extraordinary beauty danced alone. Green eyes offered me glances of come and dance a forbidden dance. Wise men know to run when the siren called. Foolish men fall to the landscape of… Continue reading
Memory of music… And a amazing Tom Jones song.
Memory of music. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Music allowed the rebirth of memories and faces. Memory of music… Let me not fall into dreams of sadness.Allow the awful shadows of things lost.Not… Continue reading
Listen to the wind…
Listen to the wind.. Find a valley where the kind wind can sing to you,stand in an apple tree orchard,touch an apple, taste the sweetness.Gifts, wonderful gift from Mother Nature. Go to the… Continue reading
No take-backs my dear friend. And a powerful Tom Jones song.
No take-backs my dear friend.. Young man in the dark tavern told the bar Poet. I broke a woman heart and I spoke cold and heartless words, I should of never said. The… Continue reading
The greatest regret was you..
My greatest regret was you.. ———————Loved and lost.. Dear Lizzy, my beautiful Liz.Honey, sweetheart and my love.Where are you now?Once we drank the Long Island ice tea and laughed at the midnight moon.You… Continue reading
Two guitars…
Two guitars.. I hurt myself today. I wanted to bleed real blood and I called you and I told you my love. I have forgiven you and I haven’t forgotten you. If you… Continue reading
I am going home.. And a amazing Tim Minchin song.
I am going home.. Soldier boy, the running man. Received a phone call in the Winter of 1991, Grandpa is gone, he loved you and he missed you. He told his kind sister,… Continue reading
A Bill Withers Sunday night. And a poem.
She was my everything and I told her everyday. Please always love me baby girl. You are my rock, you are the hands, I need to hold. Please dance with me, whisper sweet… Continue reading