Be humble and kind. And an amazing Tim McGraw song.
Be humble and kind. The old man sat by the St. Clair shore lake and he watched his grandchildren run and play. He had lived a long life, and he knew, he knows… Continue reading
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At midnight. And the amazing Elvis song.
At midnight. I called her at Midnight hour and I told her. Dear Jenny, I remember you and I remember us. I love you still and forget me not. Jenny is crying and… Continue reading
My secret love. And a beautiful Doris Day song.
Secret loveA Poem by Coyote Poetry “Let’s the bells ring, and let the boy sing, let the cup go around.” John Fletcher Secret love. You bare your words, exposing secret places and thoughts.… Continue reading
A song of forever.
A song of forever. A song of forever, she didn’t want to sing. She had shunned love and she wanted endless night, loud music and her colorful cotton dresses. She was my hippy… Continue reading
Kisses in the dark and a lovely Imany song.
Kisses in the dark. She told me, please don’t go. Please stay till we can find the places we knew love once. Once, we danced the waltz of forever and today. We are… Continue reading
A penny for your thoughts. And a amazing Nick Cave song.
A penny for your thoughts… 1- Once a pretty Michigan girl told me. A penny for your thoughts. Thank you for remembering my name, thank you for holding my hands and thank you… Continue reading
The song of May. And an amazing Leonard Cohen song.
The song of May. I am taking the train to Basel. Dear Alexandra is waiting in the city of wonder for me. She found me on the poetry site and she told me.… Continue reading
Dead flowers. And a lovely Samantha Fish song.
Dead flowers (Some short poetry) 1- Please don’t talk no-more Pretty lady crying and she whispered to her banished lover.Please speak no-more. Your words had turned worthless and meaningless.Your face from angel to… Continue reading
The wicked games, we play.
The wicked game, we play. I am not right no-more, I will never be right again. Your sweet song made me want the madness, the madness of loving you forever. Your eyes stole… Continue reading
On the thread of a word.
On the thread of a word A Poem by Coyote Poetry On the thread of a word. (Freedom is only the distance between the hunter and his prey. Bei Dao) Just like a… Continue reading