The madness, we love.
The madness, we love… You loved the whiskey, you love the sin and you loved the long ride. You wanted the sea , you wanted the ancient writers and you loved the quiet… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Online Writing
Dangerous places and beautiful faces..
Dangerous places and beautiful faces. A Poem by Coyote Poetry It is good to walk upon the edge.” Dangerous places and beautiful faces.. Dangerous places and secret rendezvous.To swim in uncontrolled passion and… Continue reading
The city of lights or anywhere..
The city of lights or anywhere. (I am tire of being locked-in. I need a vacation to anywhere.) We sat drinking the American whiskey in a Paris tavern where Dear Hemingway drank his… Continue reading
Just thoughts about you..
1- You..You make me want things I cannot have.Your sweet words making me wish for placeswere I can be free and wild.Knowing no control and swimming in your eyes. 2- Secrets..I want… Continue reading
Around and around we go..
Around and around we go.. Around and around we go. Never knowing where we will end up. Faces, places and situations dancing in our head. Can’t change the past. We can assemble the… Continue reading
The coastline…
The Coastline.. I fell in love with her on a December morning.I stop my truck and I was star struck at her beauty.Her power. I walk quickly to her.She was dancing on the… Continue reading
I use to be…
I used to be.. A man is telling me of all his many deeds and accomplishments.I smile and listen.Pretend I care. I don’t believe in talking about the past.Today I am who I am.What matters… Continue reading
She told me by Lake St. Clair. Love never did love me.
She told me by Lake St. Clair. Love never did love me. 1- A Summer day…The birds were singing near me.Lake St. Clair was alive and dancing for the children.The sun-kissed my face… Continue reading
The phone booth near the lake.
The phone booth near the lake…. I called you at midnight and I told you. I miss your voice and the nights seem colder without you. Please come to me. The Germany Winter… Continue reading
The river song…
“Cecelia, be my love. Beautiful Cecelia. Please steal my thought and take me away to the Big Sur. Let’s stay barefoot forever and leave the world behind us. You and me will dance… Continue reading