Fire, the flame and you
Fire, the flames and you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people can inflame us. Fire, the flames and you You are my river of joy. My muse in the mist of confusion.… Continue reading
Fire, the flames and you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people can inflame us. Fire, the flames and you You are my river of joy. My muse in the mist of confusion.… Continue reading
Originally posted on Tell Me About It:
Art by MichelleMarie I see you. . .but please let me dance
A beautiful photos. Photos can be poetry for the eyes.
Don’t look for things you don’t want to find. A Poem by Coyote Poetry When nonfiction feel like fiction. You have seen too much. Don’t look for things you don’t want to… Continue reading
Originally posted on Bree Paige:
I Am Just Me I came upon the realization that I have hindered my life in so many ways. I halted growth and avoided change. In my many careless, life altering acts…
Tender loving care A Poem by Coyote Poetry Real love is given without the desire of reward. Tender loving care She had big blue eyes. She sat on my lap at the… Continue reading
Don’t make me sad. Don’t make me cry. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need good song. We need good times and laughter. Life moved too quickly. Don’t make me sad. Don’t make… Continue reading
Originally posted on PoeticDarkness:
Morning splays on autumn blushes, the moon pouty, wanting all to see her, peeled to perfection in angelic delicacies…..
Barefoot dreams A Story by Coyote Poetry Good places and friends make distance places good dreams in old age. Barefoot dreams I met the Sergeant Major nightly at the Bowling alley, dance… Continue reading
Easy to forget the poor and desperate in this world. We can’t forget them. Sometime the poor is near. A neighbor or a friend without proper food and shelter.