Promethean
Originally posted on RamJet Poetry:
I’m cold as rain Pain is my home this the sounds of Armageddon grey tremors abound feeling for some meaning as we watch the eclipse Pain is my…
Monthly Archive: February, 2017
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Midnight confessions
Midnight confessions A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Midnight confessions. Once I played the fool for you. I painted us together as forever lovers in a world of give and take. You… Continue reading
“The dance of the Gypsies”
The dance of the Gypsies. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love, song and dance, blood and the road. The dance of the Gypsies I was in downtown Cologne, Germany in… Continue reading
One world and one people
The Medicine wheel A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old Native American wisdom. We need to gather as one people to save earth and all people. Wisdom of the Medicine wheel I have… Continue reading
Universal Languages
Originally posted on Histories and Mysteries:
? Music needed …
Home|| Poetry
Originally posted on Sonia Motwani:
Neither a structured roof Nor a well furnished furniture Not even equipped with All trendy interior design The house becomes a home When the walls are Luxuriously filled…
She – An Eloquent Poetry
Originally posted on Sonia Motwani:
To some, She was A composure of Delicacy, elegance The body of Flesh, blood, bones ? To some, She was A portrait of Artistry beauty, The canvas of…
“To Wednesday From Tuesday”
Originally posted on Signs Sighs Sights:
“Three Trees”, 2016-2017, Yuriy Ku Drop “…trees are friends, nearby in thoughts and almost in days – I was Tuesday, he was Wednesday – ‘Come on on…
“Coffee shop conversation”
Coffee shop conversation A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good coffee and a chess game is what life need to be. I miss the days of good conversation and chess games. Coffee… Continue reading
My Native Americans
Originally posted on Soulja Girl:
By:Tina Glover/Unknownperson79 “My Native Americans” My native americans? we have fought war’s? against us and some? we have lost and we? have been? slaughtered and we? have been…