The healing, the sunflowers.
The healing, the sunflowers. My grandfather loved his garden. Now I became like my grandfather. He loved the roses, the wildflowers and the days of Spring, the days of rebirth. He told me… Continue reading
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She was my Texas gift.
I found Joe Ann at a strip club. Only place near Fort Hood that played my Detroit sports. She would sit with me and hold my hands. She told me often. Johnnie, Johnnie.… Continue reading
Delicate wings.
Delicate wings A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people are more tender than others. Delicate wings…. Beautiful Lizzy, please allow me in. I asked her near our sea.Her word and beauty memorized me.Woman… Continue reading
Midnight rendezvous.
Midnight rendezvous. Kind women are gifts to wise men. A wise Poet wrote “To see a nude beautiful woman is morewonderful then to see a thousand artistic painting.” My old heart and mind have… Continue reading
A little bit longer.
A little bit longer. 1- Somewhere in time, we knew the taste of love. Please hold be closer, whisper a gentle goodbye. 2- I loved you always. You were my Fall love, my… Continue reading
The willow trees.
The willow trees. Old poet told the girl. We must try to go back to where we were, if we can.The bright-eyed girl asked with wonder, dear poet, I come to you by… Continue reading
Just talk to me.
1- Just talk to me.. Afternoon quiet and midnight silence, we became. Once lovers, once friends became strangers. I don’t know who is wrong, I don’t know who is right? I told the… Continue reading
We stole, we borrowed and we wanted more.
We stole, we borrowed and we wanted more.. Beautiful poet came to me and she told me. Please come with me and let’s find some salvation. I fell into her eyes and she… Continue reading
She is free. And a beautiful Sadie Horler song.
She is free 1- She found me at the Pacific, she taught me how to dance with the sea, she taught me to love Irish coffee and she taught me. love should be… Continue reading
Wildflower dream. And an amazing song.
Wildflowers I have been laying in the cemetery of wars left and gone. Regrets dead and buried. Knowing old sins cannot be forgiven. I don’t seek forgiveness. I know you cannot be forgiven… Continue reading