Darkness to flow
Originally posted on Siren Whispers:
Click here for audio They were the days of fallen shadows when cracks in the light allowed the darkness to flow. Those were the days I adored. The…
Monthly Archive: November, 2016
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Don’t Fall in Love with Me
Originally posted on noblethemes:
Oh no, don’t fall in love with me! My life is like the turbulent sea; My soul is a labyrinthine mystery, And you would quake at what you Find…
“Perhaps, perhaps my love. “
Perhaps, perhaps my love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Perhaps, perhaps my love The night is long and the drink is cheap. The music is good and the design of the… Continue reading
“In Monterey”
In Monterey A Poem by Coyote Poetry Monterey is paradise. Old wounds can be closed and new hope can be born near the sea. In Monterey Dear Jenny, please come to Monterey.… Continue reading
A new world is coming-Pray for peace
Pray for peace A Poem by Coyote Poetry I’m tire of violence and war. “Imagine there’s no countries It isn’t hard to do Nothing to kill or die for And no religion too… Continue reading
Will I find you tonight?”
Will I find you tonight? A Poem by Coyote Poetry The first true love is never forgotten. First touch, first kiss leave us wishing for the first dance again. Will I find… Continue reading
“She told me. Love demand payment”
She told me. Love demand payment. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good music create good poetry. She told me. Love demand payment. Perfect beauty. Wearing Summer dress of white. Her soft shoulders showed… Continue reading
“Everybody knows”
Everybody knows A Poem by Coyote Poetry I awoke pissed off today. Then my Poet of music Leonard Cohen set me off to describe my emotion. “Everybody knows, the games been fixed” (I… Continue reading
“My ambrosia”
My ambrosia A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. coyotepoetrebloggedcitroenzx My Ambrosia Exposed legs, open bottle of wine and the dust of the day is a-coming. You have waited for me. You… Continue reading
bones don’t lie
Originally posted on Melanie McCurdie:
There’s a woman in the mirror that I barely recognise – maybe a little around the eyes and in the ghost of a smile that seems to tremble…