The coming storm..
The coming storm. Her lustful glances left me condemned to fall into the harmony of her smile. She was a rare desert flower that dazzled me with flattering words. She whispered to me… Continue reading
The coming storm. Her lustful glances left me condemned to fall into the harmony of her smile. She was a rare desert flower that dazzled me with flattering words. She whispered to me… Continue reading
Love demand payment.. The gentle lover whispered. Remember me and I will remember you. We are creatures of delight. Need torrent nights and warm morning kisses. She begin to shave my face. Her… Continue reading
Cecelia, dear Cecelia… Cecelia, Cecelia. Awake my dear lover, the morning had sprung and we must find the sea with the moon falling into the western sea. The sun rising from the east… Continue reading
The trees A Poem by Coyote Poetry I had a tree poem in my head for weeks. I hope it is worthwhile to read. Trees BY JOYCE KILMER I think that I shall never see… Continue reading
Purgatory Inn — “Conversation with a Siren” Always good company at the Purgatory Inn. Chess games are being played. Long and deep conversation being done. Purgatory Inn, never closes and always entertaining. Tonight… Continue reading
Imagine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to wander and imagine a better place to be Imagine.. “A Poet is one who believes and one who cannot bring himself to believe” Tadeusz Rozewics… Continue reading