Fool’s gold..

Fool’s gold…. The irony of life, we learn too late, we can’t have everything we want. I remember you, a breathtaking beauty who listen to my words, my poetry. You held my hands… Continue reading →

Could you? Could we?

The death of love. A lonely lullaby..

The death of love. A lonely lullaby… (May-day new poetry number one.) 1- Once upon a time, you came to me at midnight and you went to my bedroom. You stripped off your… Continue reading →

Dear Belinda, sometimes we learn love isn’t enough..

Come hell or high water…

Comes hell or high water… Upstream… You were never easy, you were the day and I was the night, never stopping to keep our promises made.You were my sun and I was the… Continue reading →

Love had taught me madness.

Love had taught me madness A Poem by Coyote Poetry“I loved love. Love didn’t love me.” Love had taught me madness… -Break me- Please break me, make me bleed, show me I’m alive. Make… Continue reading →