Your face.
Your face. 1- Paint me Elegant lady told me, life is hard and the night is long my love.We must bathe in the kindness of the long midnight.Kind night allowed us to adrift… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Online Writing
Dead flowers and a beautiful Samantha Fish song.
1- Please don’t talk no-more Pretty lady crying and she told her banished lover.Please don’t talk to me no-more. Your words had turned worthless and meaningless.Your face turn from angel to the devil… Continue reading
Painting pretty pictures. And a beautiful song by dear Elle.
Painting pretty pictures. Tonight I am drinking the Irish coffee and I am remembering better days. I am painting pretty pictures with my words and I am trying to remember your face. I… Continue reading
Last bus going to the sea. And amazing music.
Last bus going toward the sea.. 1- I traveled 1500 miles toward the Florida sea. It was the last bus to the ocean. I was reaching for a miracle, I was dreaming of… Continue reading
A memory, a story remembered.
A memory, a story remembered. 1- Everything. In the stillness of the night,you held me, so tightly. You were my 2 am lover and my midnight dancer.Your kiss was the sweetest breathe given… Continue reading
Gypsy soul. And a beautiful Ayla Schafer song.
Gypsy soul Once, I walked in the clouds, The highest Honduras mountains, I stood upon. I was a free man. Once, I danced with the Pacific, the Winter storms taught me. We are… Continue reading
Dear Sheena and an amazing Scottish song.
(April is poetry month. New poetry number twenty-nine.) Dear Sheena Once upon a time, I danced with a Scottish beauty. Gentle voice, lovely accent, I adored. We learn to know love and I… Continue reading
A Spring Day. We need.
(April is poetry month. Mew poetry number twenty-eight.) A Spring Day. We need. 1- Careless words, careless thoughts. They can make us blind to the truth. 2- Like this, she told me. Take… Continue reading
A naked woman.
A naked woman A Poem by Coyote Poetry A naked woman (A wise artist once said. To see a nude woman is more wonderful then 1000 beautiful paintings… Continue reading
Love and hate.
Love and hate. Sitting by the Monterey Bay alone.Thinking about a missed woman.I made a wish.It wasn’t the first star,but I made the wish anyway. Stars so very bright, so many I can’t… Continue reading