The rising sun, the falling moon..
The rising sun, the falling moon… Prettiest lady, I ever seen, she danced with the Lake Superior waves. She loved to drink and clatter when the Bacchus wine was good. Hand in hand,… Continue reading
The rising sun, the falling moon… Prettiest lady, I ever seen, she danced with the Lake Superior waves. She loved to drink and clatter when the Bacchus wine was good. Hand in hand,… Continue reading
You are my poetry… Forlorn love, treasured memories. You used to read poetry to me by the candle light. You were my heavenly voice, sweet songs when life became too hard. Once we… Continue reading
Angela A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can fall so low and deep. Need someone to pull us up to see daylight.” Angela… Her beauty had lessen with time.The circle of darkness surrounded… Continue reading
On a dark night-Es una noche oscura (En la noche dichosa).On that happy night. I saw you walk into my room. You are standing alone. (Non tanto mirara su mucha beldad en mi libertad.)I would… Continue reading
Will I find you tonight? A walkaway love left me waiting for her to return. I remember her tight black dress and her beautiful face. She told me. Dark Poet, we can sing… Continue reading
The first time I saw your face… I found lonely road and Godless heart. I was seeking good death and I was a leftover life waiting for no-one and nothing. I was roaming… Continue reading