Monthly Archive: April, 2021

A solace and a blessing…

A solace and a blessing… (Written in 1979) .    . The good cognac and German wines kept me in my woeful and  tranquil state. I was lost, fainthearted and raging mad at life. Death… Continue reading

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Libertà delle parole (Ita – Fr – Eng – Esp)

Originally posted on marcellocomitini:
Quel fedele nemico che mi spia dallo specchiocon sorrisi sornioni mi ha chiestoperché chiuso nella mia stanzaperdo tempo dietro la scrivania a sognaresul foglio bianco, il computer spento i…

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We Talk When It’s Late

Originally posted on ataraxicat:
whenever she’d get badmy mammy would say baby we come into this world alonewe go out of this world alone how funny it was that she chose the word…

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Ausencia

Originally posted on UNIVERSO ESPEJO Poemas y algo más:
Hay cosas sencillas, cotidianas, que emergen en todos los paisajes, un pequeño jarrón, las flores en un patio, la diversidad caótica del tráfico,…

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Stay with me…

Stay with me A Poem by Coyote PoetryRare times in a life we can find comfort with another. We need to hold on till the dream disappears. Please stay with me…  I sipped my… Continue reading

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Wasted words and lonely nights..

Wasted words and lonely nights. A Poem by Coyote PoetryThe lessons of love are taught to harden or soften the heart. “ Wasted words and lonely nights…. I found her sitting alone in the corner… Continue reading

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The fearless and the daring…

The fearless and the daring… We drank the September Germany wine and we found our private place where we locked the doors, allowed no-one in. We fell into blissful madness and I fell… Continue reading

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The song of the living…

The song of the living… The song of the living, the song of the dead Songs sung to celebrate life and death. I knew a Scotland rose. She was a rare flower.Pretty as… Continue reading

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We are, what we leave behind.. Poem 15 for April.

We are, what we leave behind… I remember the most beautiful woman I have ever known. She was a Ojibwa woman who lost everything and she kept her human emotions of kindness and… Continue reading

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You taught me what love was. Poem 14 for April.

You taught me what love was…. I remember your small house, I remember sleeping on a cot and I remember you. I remember us eating three meals together daily and I remember your… Continue reading

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