Blow my heart into the winds of love I’ll float as you whisper in my ear – smiling as my soul glides Take me higher far from life’s troubles and closer to your heart…
Source: Float – Secret Thoughts Within
Blow my heart into the winds of love I’ll float as you whisper in my ear – smiling as my soul glides Take me higher far from life’s troubles and closer to your heart…
Source: Float – Secret Thoughts Within
(Paris in 1979.) You are in Paris and I’m here… I hurt myself again today and I allowed you into my thoughts. I read your words and I wished I was someone else.I wish I knew different places …
On the thread of a word…(Freedom is only the distance between the hunter and his prey.) Bei DaoJust like a hurricane from hell.You twisted my world from a lonely existence to a lifewhere I n…
I try to remember.. (Written in 1992/re-written in 2014) I tried to remember the curves of your body. Us blindfolded by wild need and want on the cold days of Winter. I want to remember my hands …
Source: I try to remember… | johncoyote
Pretty words..Dangerous beautiful lady in her tight black dress and wearing chain of amethyst crystal upon her neck. Was my crystal once and she wanted it more than I did. She told me yesterday. Pr…
Source: Make me believe… | johncoyote
The painted memories..Mia, the pretty artist on the Monterey pier. She love to paint the sea and the faces of people. She told me often. Johnnie, we need painted memories for our heart and our mind…
We had the month of May, once..Pretty gal from Italy told him by the Monterey Bay,the pipe dream poet,he isn’t poetry,he isn’t love,he is cursed,cursed to live in dead memories and places.She cares…
Sin, gin and skin..We were the Tuesday night poets,we shared words with the writers and the poets,we shared words with the lonely at the Irish tavern at Pacific Grove.You and I,we called ourselves …
Source: Sin, gin and skin… A beautiful Vera Lynn song. | johncoyote
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A big thank you to editor Barbara Leonhard for publishing my poem, Words For Sale. This poem considers the value of poetry and the possibilities that a poem can offer. I invite you to visit Mastica…
Source: My light is shining – Poem by Ali Grimshaw | flashlight batteries – Ali Grimshaw