Wildflower dreams
Wildflowers dreams (For Brigitte) Young love, first love. Can expand too quickly. Leaving two people with no place to go. Love isn’t fair, need the unities of two people living and dying… Continue reading
Wildflowers dreams (For Brigitte) Young love, first love. Can expand too quickly. Leaving two people with no place to go. Love isn’t fair, need the unities of two people living and dying… Continue reading
Tell me, how you lived? Old poet told the people at the poetry reading. Dead men, do not rise. He read some quotes. “For each man kills the things he loves, Yet… Continue reading
I understand why we protect the wildflowers A Poem by Coyote Poetry Wildflowers are protected in Michigan. Took me years to understand why. I understand why we protect the wildflowers I… Continue reading
I understand why we protect the wildflowers now. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Wildflowers are protected in Michigan. Took me years to understand why. I understand why we protect the wildflowers now.… Continue reading
She had wildflowers in her hair A Poem by Coyote Poetry Haunting story and memories can feel like someone else had lived it. Sometime all we have is wildflowers dreams to hold on… Continue reading
tinnacriss: Little wildflower by bwaworga(Thank you Tumblr) Little wildflower My raven hair beauty sitting in the valley of wildflowers. Her river blue eyes are swimming in the beauty of warm and perfect Spring… Continue reading
Wildflowers A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Wildflowers I have been laying in the cemetery of wars left and gone. Regret dead and buried. Knowing old sins cannot be forgiven. I don’t… Continue reading
Beautiful Laura sat by the sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry Beautiful places and things can’t be forgotten. Beautiful Laura sat by the sea I sat in a field of wildflowers. The… Continue reading
She had wildflowers in her hair A Poem by Coyote Poetry Haunting story and memories can feel like someone else had lived it. Sometime all we have is wildflowers dreams to hold on… Continue reading
Wildflower dreams. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some memories are held forever. Wildflower dreams. I sit among the wildflowers. Growing where they desire and free. The sweet sense of the wildflowers takes… Continue reading