‘The night is young and the night is long
The night is young and the night is long, my love I saw you perfect in the day and I saw you wild and sweet in the early morning. You are my fire… Continue reading
Monthly Archive: March, 2018
‘Jennifer
Jennifer A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. I found the poem in a 25-year-old journal. Had to re-written. Jennifer I called my Jennifer from the pay-phone in downtown Monterey in early Spring… Continue reading
Words for peace, hell and heaven.
Words for peace, hell and heaven I called you my friend. I have become the literal dead. Dead friends killed in faraway wars are heavy upon my mind and the damned wars keep… Continue reading
It rained in my Heart
Originally posted on Geetha Balvannanathan's Blog – Isis Tratum:
It rained in my Heart 15 March 2018 Courtesy Christian Schloe ? Desert skies looming Grey landscapes of dust and toil Sun’s pallor…
‘The touch of life’
The touch of life A Story by Coyote Poetry Just words She sat alone on top of Himalayas mountains. She knew the ending was coming for mankind. Her flowing long strawberry blond hair… Continue reading
Geografia de amar…
Originally posted on De que servem as rosas?:
Traças cada curva do meu corpo com os dedos, cada caminho onde se escondem todos os meus medos, como que se um mapa explorasses, terra…
‘One sweet wish’
One sweet wish A Poem by Coyote Poetry An old poem with a rewrite. Written in Jan 1993 One sweet wish Was a Austin, Texas hot Summer night. Pretty women wearing shorts and… Continue reading
Wishing for warm days- Summer day
Summer day The sun is bright and the day is very warm. I watch you walk on the path to the sea and your face is worshiping the sun. I walk behind you.… Continue reading
When a woman smile
When a woman smiled My heart stopped and my world become perfect. When your gift of your beautiful smile and laughter, take me to sacred and cherish place. I’m captive by your gentle… Continue reading
reflection of thoughts–needs sensibility of firmness
Originally posted on umaverma12:
Perception is not about how much you are feeling, perceiving of that things, which you are observing. It’s about how much you have persistence to understand with genuine. ©uma_undefined…