Pretty wishes.
1- I knew love once.I held love once,I remember your perfect face.I ran away from you once and today.I wait for no-one. 2- Johnnie, Johnnie.she whispered.What did you do?I love you and you… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Relationships
The Coyote spirit.
A Poem by Coyote Poetry Last dream is freedom. When it is gone. What is left?? Coyote spirit (In Native American Myth. The Coyote was the joker. Laugh at life and held no fear.)… Continue reading
The liar’s moon.
The liar’s moon. The Coyote was quiet tonight, tranquil night allowed him to recede to the deep tides of memory. The warm days of Spring always awoke the memory of his sweetest friend.… Continue reading
My Joan of Arc.
My Joan of Arc. She painted her make-up upon perfect skin. She turned to me and she told me, “I need my war face tonight, I rarely show my real face to anyone,… Continue reading
The crazy one’s.
The crazy one’s. Beautiful lady could make me laugh when she dances to her own song. She is my crazy one. My wildflower who knows open roads and can make the sad days… Continue reading
Cocoa Beach.
Cocoa beach. I received a phone call. Sweet Peggy called and asked. “Please come to see me. I live in Cocoa beach and I’m very lonely. I need a friend.” I heard in… Continue reading
Her garden.
Her garden. I loved her from a-far, she was a true beauty. She loved working in her garden and she loved her roses and her natural herbs. We would talk of Dryden, Donne… Continue reading
Nothing will last forever.
Nothing will last forever…. She sat alone. Her lingering tears falling down her beautiful face. I have told her often. Nothing last forever. Even the strongest love weakens to just memories of things… Continue reading
Tell me something.
Tell me something.. 1- She told me, Johnnie, Johnnie. I want a fable love, where amor can win.I don’t want a timid man, I want a wild and crazy man.I want to entangle… Continue reading
The poet, the dancer and the artist.
The poet, the dancer and the artist… It was last warm days of Summer, the late August warm days were appreciated. Two men and one woman are drinking their coffee near the Port… Continue reading