Moonlight confessions.
2- Miss you.I’m missing you,I whispered to the falling sun in the west.The raising moon shed a tear for the lonely lover. 3- Moonlight.My moonlight confession,whispered words to the moon and the stars.Words… Continue reading
2- Miss you.I’m missing you,I whispered to the falling sun in the west.The raising moon shed a tear for the lonely lover. 3- Moonlight.My moonlight confession,whispered words to the moon and the stars.Words… Continue reading
1- Rage and pain,illusion and deceit.Love born than died. 2- Slender shoulders kissed.The nakedly dance,the midnight hour splendor 3- Captured,unrestrained,taunts and torment.Imperfection enshrined. 4- Capture thoughts. I cannot escape them. Once heavy memories… Continue reading
California. Johnnie hiding behind his paper and pen. Once a great dreaming, once a great lover of the sea, once the wandering man, has lost his way. Now he is seeking Salinger’s silence.… Continue reading
Letters and promises. You saved me once my dear Julie. Your kind and sweet words upon sheets of paper made me wish and hope for a better tomorrow. You wrote me. —1- Dear… Continue reading
I have no regrets (A Poem by Coyote Poetry Bad days become less painful with time and distance.) No regret. I stopped in Ann Arbor in June, year 2000. I liked to swim… Continue reading
Our world. One earth and people, we are. The sea touches our feet; the sea belongs to all the people of our world. The sun, sun-kissed our face. Same sun that touches every… Continue reading
Scarborough fair. I once dance with the prettiest gal at the Scarborough fair. I told her, I wanted to marry her and to make her smile every day of her life. She smiled… Continue reading
Slow dance. Good Jazz, the good drink and drowning in the old memories. My old love dancing alone to the saddest Jazz and I told my whiskey. Pretty lady, I remember us. I… Continue reading
Sweet pleasure and rare delights (A old poem, from 1980) Sweet pleasure, rare delights. Some dreams should not be touched.They burn the heart till death allows you to escape. Beautiful woman dance in… Continue reading
Dear April. Promises of warm days is you, April, I am waiting for the sunny days and the blooming of the Spring flowers. You have been my December and January wishes. Dear April,… Continue reading