With open eyes…
With open eyes.. I love the girl who can see beyond the lies. I love the girl who can watch the morning come alive. I love the girl who love books and adore… Continue reading
With open eyes.. I love the girl who can see beyond the lies. I love the girl who can watch the morning come alive. I love the girl who love books and adore… Continue reading
I remember you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we must return to the beginning. To find the missing person in the mirror looking back. I remember you… The summer days were long.The… Continue reading
Ancient floors.. In the mirrors of time.Old windows may never be closed. Surging memories and regret leave us wishing we were kinder and better.The broken roads leave me spiraling in the memories of… Continue reading
Daybreak confession to the Sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry In a life we must add up what we have done. Re-set our journey and begin again. Daybreak confession to the Sea… I… Continue reading
The Pacific… The half-drunk poet told the pretty gal in the Irish tavern in Austin, Texas. I had a sweet love once and she is waiting for me still. She made me flirt… Continue reading
Broken angel… Beautiful angel, the war is over for us. We did the good fight and you and I. Need to rest. Find some light in the darkness. Our blood soaked hands, our… Continue reading
A wisp of a thought… Pretty girl sat alone. She moved her pretty legs slow and easy. He watched the legs moving and I adored her pretty face. He turned back to my… Continue reading