Shadows..
Shadows..(A poem to remember my dear sister. She left my world and I miss her voice.) My sister told me. You have changed and you saw too much shit andyour mind and eyes… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Online Writing
Paint me..
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 in the safety… Continue reading
Pfeiffer beach. Morning glory..
Morning glory A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to open your eyes and see the glory of the new day and beauty near.” Morning glory… The smell of fresh coffee and pancakes cooking… Continue reading
Who will ring the bell? When the last soldier is dead.
Who will ring the bell? Who will ring the bell when the last soldier is dead? The great liars in Washington D.C shrouded lies with fake glory. Making the sheep believe war is… Continue reading
Johnnie’s verbal poetry and a love story..
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… Continue reading
Happy birthday my USA. For Independence day, July 4th.
Happy birthday my USA. I love my USA flag. “The colors of the pales (the vertical stripes) are those used in the flag of the United States of America; White signifies purity and innocence, Red, hardiness & valor, and… Continue reading
Swirl me in your mind…
Swirl me in your mind… I remember tracing your body with my fingers, I remember you whispering to me. Johnnie, Johnnie. Are we just whispering in the wind, just secret kisses shared in… Continue reading
We don’t want to fight no-more.. No-one wins in war my friend.
We don’t want to fight no-more… Once brave boy believed war would save our world. The brave boy became a man. He fought for a Government who would forget him after the battles… Continue reading
When you give with a hopeful heart, you will get back more in return..
What you give with hopeful heart, you will get more back in return… If nature has made you for a giver, your hands are born open, and so is your heart; and though… Continue reading
Dear Michigan..
Dear Michigan… Promises made and promises broken. Left me where I started. I left you in Michigan trying to find the place where I could feel alive. I found wars, new cities and… Continue reading