The dancer and a beautiful PJ Harvey song.
The dancer. 1- Lovely are the curves of a dancing lady who makes every step and movement, an event for our eyes and our mind. Around and around, she moved in delicate steps.… Continue reading
The dancer. 1- Lovely are the curves of a dancing lady who makes every step and movement, an event for our eyes and our mind. Around and around, she moved in delicate steps.… Continue reading
Kiss away my ghosts. The saddest man on the block drank alone. He writes sleeping man poetry, and he drink the “Quiet man” whiskey. He was once insane, wild and foolish. He befriended… Continue reading
Mercy, forgiveness and save the children. (April is poetry month. New poetry number twenty-one.) 1- Mercy. Today a very hard world for so many. War, hunger and sickness is everywhere. No place is… Continue reading
A daydream. 1- Once I dance a fool’s dance. Sang and dance till I could not. the God of tomfoolery, he did love me. Gelos would find me at midnight and we would… Continue reading
The quiet of the day. He went to her home, and he looked forward to hearing her speak. She loved the posies and she loved the songs of today. And she loved the… Continue reading
Run away with me. Sweetest and prettiest gal in Ann Arbor. Please run away with me. Let’s toss all our useless dreams away and please take my hand. Hand in hand, we will… Continue reading
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… Continue reading
Wantonness heart. (Once I sought death and I found death whispers. Death whispered told me. Not your time yet. You haven’t done enough.) Wantonness soul. Once wantonness man sought the long river, once… Continue reading
I need you now… A Poem by Coyote Poetry Great love, never died. When love is alive. The love will grow to become a willow tree. Flowing and dancing with the free wind. Expanding… Continue reading
Nevermore, evermore or nothing more. She told me, please take of the mask. You may not like what you see. You have learned to love the darkness, please look closer, look closer till… Continue reading