“The canvas of love”
The canvas of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry True love is real art. We must use our imagination, draw out plans. Touch with gentle movements create emotion that will expand to great… Continue reading
Monthly Archive: April, 2017
§1 Light – Acoustic Version
Originally posted on QueenFaee Studio:
#BlogSfida – Post me a song-postcard §1 Emma Hewitt – Armada Music 2010 https://youtu.be/QvsFl1B1VXc Sono sempre sorprendenti le versioni acustiche di Emma Hewitt, ma questa è un’affilata lama spartiacque…
And You My Love – Chris Rea
Please read, listen to the amazing words, songs of a talented man. Mihran Kalaydjian's Official Blog And You My Love” I do not sleep tonight I might not ever The sins of the… Continue reading
“Drunk man calling”
Drunk man calling A Poem by Coyote Poetry Funny how we remember faces and places when alcohol open the door to memories. Drunk man calling It is 3 am in the morning.… Continue reading
“Missing pieces-part two
Missing pieces. Part two A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we can find the missing pieces. It can close doors that are needed to be shut and understood. Missing pieces. Part two.… Continue reading
“The missing pieces”
The missing pieces A Poem by Coyote Poetry Fragrance of what we were do appear. I looked into the mirror. The once warrior had become the house plant. This is sad. … Continue reading
Dark days of Texas-part two
Dark days of Texas-part two A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A story. Dark days of Texas-part two — — Wolf woman Sherry didn’t like the Last Chance saloon. Just people in the… Continue reading
The raw taste of strawberry
Originally posted on Geetha Balvannanathan's Blog – Isis Tratum:
The raw taste of strawberry 7 April 2017 Courtesy Erik Brede on fineartamerica.org ? Splashing light Into dark corners Waking scent Of mourners…
Wildflower
Wildflower A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words and song. Wildflower Wildflower My raven hair beauty sitting in the valley of wildflowers. Her river blue eyes are swimming… Continue reading
Butterfly Kisses and Dandelion Wishes
Originally posted on Peregrinating The Isle Of Life:
Alone, she sits on the meadows green Caressed gently by the gypsy wind With her nimble fingers she picks up: Strings of dreams–from the lofty…