Bitter branches A Poem by Coyote Poetry J.B Harvey. Her poetic words made me want to write tonight. Bitter branches Old men are like ancient trees. Life will expand and multiply. They will… Continue reading
Dreaming of Scotland A Poem by Coyote Poetry For a sweet woman. I won’t forget. Dreaming of Scotland She was as pretty as a picture. Fate had brought her to me at… Continue reading
Hands of stone A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love make our hands of rock, soft and tender to the people we love and care for Hands of stone Life is hard and… Continue reading
Originally posted on arwenaragornstar:
The echo Has finally Mercifully Died After repeating Your name In vain Too many times
One more time Should I stay or should I go? Should we create a fire, we cannot put out. I whispered sweet baby, just one more time. Just one more kiss and just… Continue reading
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On the thread of a word A Poem by Coyote Poetry Been a while. A new poem. On the thread of a word (Freedom is only the distance between the hunter… Continue reading
Originally posted on Phoebe, MD: Medicine & Poetry:
Standing before the haze beckoned by the lull of a path familiar an alkaline warmth of regrets relinquished of a naivete stripped of moments dimmed…
Originally posted on Morrighan's Muse:
It’s difficult to breathe some days when all you see are walls going up isolating you from everything you hold dear – freedom, the truth… there’s nothing…