Ancient floors…
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
Monthly Archive: February, 2024
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I use to be…
I used to be. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The past is gone. What can we do to improve our life and show love and kindness to family and friends. I used to be… A… Continue reading
The walls and the damn mirrors…
The walls and the damn mirrors A Poem by Coyote Poetry Can’t hide what we became when we see our reflection in the mirrors The walls and the damn mirrors… My father told… Continue reading
The flight of love…
The flight of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love is very tender. We must walk softly upon the premises of how love need reminders. Forgotten and undeclared love can fade away to banished… Continue reading
The stone face man…
The stone face man A Poem by Coyote Poetry Everybody got a story. Some folks understand. No-one want to hear them anyway. Stone face man In old New Orleans 1993. I… Continue reading
I don’t remember how you looked.
I don’t remember how you looked. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old thoughts and the desires to remember faces lost in time. I don’t remember how you looked… I don’t remember how you… Continue reading
I love you…
I love you.. I love you more than the morning sunrise.I love you more than all my dreams I hold dear. When I’m encircled in the shine of your brown eyes.I can see… Continue reading
The storm…
The storm A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can break you down and leave you empty and alone. The storm… Love can be like a gentle rain. It can be like a thunderstorm to… Continue reading
Deeper and deeper we shall fall…
Deeper and deeper we shall fall A Poem by Coyote Poetry Real proof of love. Holding on tighter in the bad days and celebrating the good days together Deeper and deeper we shall… Continue reading
She serene me with the sweet words of love…
She serene me with the sweet words of love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words of love leave us weak and needing more. She serene me with the sweet words of love… Sometime… Continue reading