“My Winter love”
My Winter love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Cold days seem to bring people closer. My winter love. I whispered your sweet name in the middle of night. My sweet dreams bring your… Continue reading
Daily Archive: August 5, 2017
The sweet innocent Palm.
Originally posted on MY VALIANT SOUL:
The shambolic evening sings music With petals of petunia in my thigh I mock at the hypocrite crowd The masked souls, enough of charcoal tonight I shall…
The Scent of Rain
Originally posted on simono1968:
A whispering of trees stirred by a sudden breezeSharp falls the rain in downpour made steadyBy the rumbling of the storm that lifts my spirits, makes me warm.Sit back…
WINTERS NAKEDNESS
Originally posted on wordsworthsmuse:
WINTERS NAKEDNESS THRILLS ME, CHILLS ME, ITS COLD NAKED HANDS STEALING MY WARMTH, EACH FRIGID ICICLE CARESSES WITH CARE, MAKING LOVE TO MY BODY, BLOWING ICE IN MY HAIR.…
Not Today..
Originally posted on lamarrwenrich:
Everything is spinning? all meshed together? Good slipping away, ?bad gaining power, happy & sad? all bleeding as one? Threatening to bury us in its’ mess we are fading…
Dear Paloma-for book
Dear Paloma-for book A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Damn those eyes You make me so crazy my dear Paloma. Damn those eyes, damn those green eyes that steal my thoughts and… Continue reading