Love letters. Part two. And a amazing Leonard Cohen song.
Love letters — part two. My sweet love. We may be foolish, wishing into a wishing well for things we do not have anymore. I want you to know joy and happiness again… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Writing
You can’t always get what you want..
You can’t always get what you want.. Johnnie and Suzanne were singing the Rolling Stone song. ” You can’t always get what you want, but sometimes we get what we need. Me and… Continue reading
Bare and true..
Bare and true A Poem by Coyote Poetry Few times in a life. We open up to another and show them the real person. Bare and true… She was a noble beauty and … Continue reading
The most beautiful woman in my world.
The most beautiful woman in my world…. Everyday the most beautiful woman I knew, she sat with me at the Army mess hall and she looked at my face hard and she asked.… Continue reading
Dear December..
Dear December.. The war couldn’t kill me and I returned home in 1992 and I called you.A sweet voice answered the phone and you whispered.Dear Johnnie, please come home to me. I would… Continue reading
My greatest regret was you..
My greatest regret was you Loved and lost.. Dear lover, my beautiful love.Honey, sweetheart and my love.Where are you now?Once we drank the Long Island ice tea and laughed at the midnight moon.You… Continue reading
Come with me. Let’s be wild and free.
1- I was seeking you, you were seeking me. You knew I was near the Monterey bay. I was writing words for the Pacific Ocean and I was thinking of you. I wrote… Continue reading
My deadly silence prayer..
My deadly silence prayer.. You found me alone by the St Clair lake and you wore a silky gray dress. I saw you from a distance and I watched you walked quickly toward… Continue reading
Please come home to me..
Please come home to me.. I called you from Monterey. I told you the sea is so beautiful. The Pacific ocean sings to me, bring me hope. I drink coffee all day. I… Continue reading
Will I find you tonight?
Will I find you tonight? Walkaway love left me waiting for her to return. I remember her black dress and beautiful face. She told me. Dark Poet, We can sing and dance all… Continue reading