Like a whisper A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Like a whisper… (This is the way the world ends.This is the way the world ends.This is the way the world ends.Not with… Continue reading
Last person standing A Poem by Coyote Poetry Not a happy prose poem. A poem to create logic and question my friend. Last person standing.. I had a bad dream. A realistic dream.… Continue reading
Where the wild roses grow.. – I have known… I have danced with the sea.I have stood on the great mountains surrounded by the free clouds.I have found the devil and I… Continue reading
A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words never spoken. Burn the wanting heart. Last wish, first wish.. Those wishing well wishes and the butterfly kisses of memories.Leave me yearning for you dear lover. You… Continue reading
The pureness of my reflection… Once we had the moon, the sun and the free road.You were my footprints into wild waters and secret places upon mountain where the cloudsdanced with us. Together… Continue reading