The song of the dead and
Song of the dead and the song of the living. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A combination of memories and places Song of the dead and the song of the living. I… Continue reading
Song of the dead and the song of the living. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A combination of memories and places Song of the dead and the song of the living. I… Continue reading
Originally posted on Under the influence!:
Pixabay – by tpsdave – CC0 Public Domain In the desert of southwest Utah in the United States of America is a remarkable place known as Bryce…
The dance A Poem by Coyote Poetry Many kinds of opportunities for the dance. A wise person is fearless in life. If you take no chances. You won’t know what you could have… Continue reading
Beautiful Laura sat by the sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry Beautiful places and things can’t be forgotten. Beautiful Laura sat by the sea I sat in a field of wildflowers. The… Continue reading
Originally posted on Geetha Balvannanathan's Blog – Isis Tratum:
Building tomorrows’ smiles 25 May 2017 Courtesy fotokritik.com ? Breathing Life Into lungs that singe With dust rife Blowing winds Across the tides…
Originally posted on Peace, Love and Patchouli:
She waits on the edge of life as it happens, casually watching from a watered world, gentle and languid she moves going nowhere, the mermaids tale…
Originally posted on SheLikes2Write:
When you kill the children, you kill the future. You kill future doctors, nurses, lawyer, and enteurpenuers………. You kill dreams, hopes, and families…….. They are now and they…
Originally posted on incarnationalrelational:
There’s no set rules, my Nan would say – each two make love work their own way Learning how best to take care of each other How to respect,…
Grandson asked A Poem by Coyote Poetry Would be a better world if we saw with the eyes of the children. Grandson said Memorial poetry I stopped by the nearby location for… Continue reading
Originally posted on Enshrined Poetry:
Scorpio Moon Salty scales In depths concealed, keyhole through the unknown ebony Pour in rippled imaginings Cast away the poisoned torrents of Chevron The mind whirling curtains Exchange…