Tag Archive: time


Different Lifetime

I could have loved you, you know?

And you could have fallen in love with me.

Maybe in a different lifetime we’ll have that chance.

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I Lost My Lover

I lost my lover some years ago

I don’t know how I lost him

I simply just know.

I might have lost him at sea

Or from the mountains

I might have lost him to music

Or art perhaps

I might have lost him through time

Or perhaps hindered by distance.

I’ve never met my lover

Fate wasn’t as kind to us

I know I lost him in some way

I just hope it was not from someone else.

The Trouble With Love

The trouble with love is it never understands me

It never seems to come at the right time

It never came actually.

It finds a way to delay itself and leave me to my thoughts

He said to wait

But never said for how long

I said I’d forget

In time

And yet, here I am

Old School Love

Write me love letters on perfumed stationeries

Declare love and talk about our future like the visionaries.

Let’s talk face to face, not just a text or chat

Nothing gets better than that.

Let’s watch the sun set and rise and just keep silent

Take in the view and the moment.

Keep it slow, simple, like old school

Yes, that kind of love would be so cool.

Find Me

Where the trees dance and the leaves are greenest

Where time is slow

Where the temperature is just right, the sun is warm, the sky bluest, and the clouds softest

Where the birds songs are the only music

That is where you’ll find me

Love And Rhyme

Love made them rhyme

But broke their hearts each time

Because love is a currency of pennies and dimes

And breaking the broken is considered a crime

They fall but continue and again they climb

Chase the moon, do your time

Love again and do some rhymes

Daily Grind

Try to fall asleep

Alarm on

Doze off

Alarm sounds

Wake up

Alarm off

Breakfast? Maybe

Coffee? Yes!

Bath and dress and prepare for work or school

Spend your time doing whatever

Brunch or lunch

Then crunch time again

Come home

Tired, need to relax

Dinner time

Bed, blankets, and pillow

All over again

I Count The Days

Time was moving slow

Just the way I liked it

I didn’t want to count the days

I wanted to make the days count

I Took My Time

I walked the same road that others took

They were all moving too fast

I picked up my pace and I stumbled

No one helped or extended a hand

I was low

And so I decided

To take my own step

My own pace

My own time

A Real Surrealist

Feel My Words

The Midnight Ember

An Ember for Thought

Kas Writes

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johncoyote

Poetry, story and real life. Once soldier, busnessman, grandfather and Poet.