Flesh and bones…
Flesh and bones (May-day poem number ten.) ( Life is to be celebrated. Each day is a gift.) I fell from the top of the mountain and I stood with so many victories.I… Continue reading
Flesh and bones (May-day poem number ten.) ( Life is to be celebrated. Each day is a gift.) I fell from the top of the mountain and I stood with so many victories.I… Continue reading
Amazing poetry shared.
I serenaded to the paragon of beauty. A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe were shadows dancing upon the beach. Safe from the peril of real life I serenaded to the paragon of beauty… On… Continue reading
Originally posted on writings on my tongue :
And since Hazlitt said, “Poetry is the universal language.” I will learn to speak to you. If poets were like their poetry and singers like their…
Once we had the Elvis songs… (May-day poetry- number eight.) Hello girl, it Johnnie in Michigan and I am sorry to call you at at Midnight hours. The drink is wearing me down… Continue reading
(My mother in 1959) “Happy Mother day. Woman bare the glory and honor of protecting their children. Look into a eyes of a woman. You can learn a million stories of what life… Continue reading
Memory of a Mother… (I was raised by my stepmother Sonja. A beautiful and wonderful lady who died too young.) Names given are earned. Not easy to become. You were a mother to… Continue reading
(Johnnie and Daniela in 1978.) Glorious love. A Poem by Coyote PoetryLove can make us feel like kings and love can make us feel like a pauper. Glorious love…. We danced and learned… Continue reading
I wanted everything and I needed nothing. A Poem by Coyote PoetryYouth is the sweetest wine. No fear of failure and fearless in the game of love. I wanted everything and I needed… Continue reading
The coastline… I fell in love with her on a December morning.I stop my truck and I was star struck at her beauty,her power. I walk quickly to her.She was dancing on the… Continue reading