Oh Martin,
Originally posted on Kickin' It With Karima:
The price of peace cannot be paid for in blood. You cannot exchange it for something a little bit easier, Bullets cannot pay for olive branches.…
Daily Archive: January 14, 2017
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Sunrise Along The Shore
Originally posted on aromaticcoffees:
Athwart the harbor lingers yet The ashen gleam of breaking day, And where the guardian cliffs are set The noiseless shadows steal away; But all the winnowed eastern sky…
Ode to a New Year
Originally posted on ladyphoenix2016:
Once upon a time I held on to my past Now, I let the pain, and the bad go And keep the lessons and the good with me In…
Reality’s Choices
Originally posted on Southern By Design:
A hope, a wish, a dream But what is the reality? To feel, to live, to beam When will this be me? Someday is just so far…
“Needing and bleeding”
Needing and bleeding A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love teaches us many things. Mainly hold on tight and be kind. Needing and bleeding I have lived and died in your arms. You… Continue reading
Fur
Originally posted on TheFeatheredSleep:
If we are honest few things are honest anymore everything is manipulated or viewed through a lens where is truth? truth isn’t what most people want not really if…
Treasure
Originally posted on joannebest:
perceptible only to me, a breath released from a distant dream rouses my body, that hint of musk, detectable from all others, travels through the frigid, penetrates my ice and i…
“If it be your will
If It Be Your Will A Poem by Coyote Poetry You don’t find love. Love find you. If it be your will I saw her sitting alone with a small child. Pretty auburn… Continue reading
We shall overcome one day-Martin Luther King Jr.
Monday, 16 January 2017. If even for a moment. Think of Martin Luther King Jr. and so many who stood for peace and equality. Many brave people walked with anger and hate… Continue reading
“Spin the bottle”
Spin the bottle A Poem by Coyote Poetry The game of youth get used without our permission with old age. Spin the bottle Old man sat alone. He told me. “Damn if… Continue reading