Flesh and bones…
Flesh and bones… A Poem by Coyote Poetry Flesh and bones… ( Life is to be celebrated. Each day is a gift.) I fell from the top of the mountain and I stood with… Continue reading
Flesh and bones… A Poem by Coyote Poetry Flesh and bones… ( Life is to be celebrated. Each day is a gift.) I fell from the top of the mountain and I stood with… Continue reading
Disease A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some sickness, we can accept. DISEASE…. Two strangers sat together. Discussing things that didn’t matter. The woman looked at the man. Told him. “I was once a… Continue reading
The poet and the artist. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need good conversation and good friends near. The poet and the artist… A poet… Continue reading
Bad, bad, bad ass lady… She was the prettiest gal I ever seen. She was drinking the Johnnie Walker whiskey alone, her shoes were off to the side of her bar stool.… Continue reading
1- Dreams..I could of touched every dream. My sweet dreams went fleeting away,when you did not love me anymore.I didn’t know you were my fountain of hope and my muse in dreams and… Continue reading
Three poems for love… 1-Open doors Open the shades wide.Lite the incense candles of lavender and sweet wild flowers.Don’t be afraid of the dark and lonely nights.We are just flesh and bones.Needing… Continue reading