A Maria Daines song morning and some words.
Being free baby girl. Our sweetest days. Escape, run and find the open sea. Tell the sea goddess with the midnight moon above. No more lock doors for me…… Love is love. When… Continue reading
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Broken bones, unkempt promises..
Broken bones, unkempt promises A Poem by Coyote PoetryThis poem had been dancing in my head for days. I hope you enjoy. Broken bones, unkempt promises… Fools’ dances in wishes and dreamers believe… Continue reading
Stefanie Golisch traduce Donne sole
Originally posted on marcellocomitini:
Immagine di ” Xenia Hausner,”Wag the dog”, 2014, scelta da Stefanie La poetessa Stefanie Golisch, già conosciuta e pubblicata sulle pagine di questo blog con alcune delle sue poesie, mi ha…
As pretty as a perfect painting..
As pretty as a perfect painting A Poem by Coyote Poetry As pretty as a perfect painting…. She told me. You… Continue reading
Our Love
Originally posted on forgottenmeadows:
There was you and there was me And there were layers of love Between the sky and the sea Perpetually blue with the tint of golden hues It scattered…
Some old poetry- A woman, like you.
A woman, like you. A Poem by Coyote PoetryFew people can bring you from self made hell. When a sweet woman offer a soft hand and love. Even the dead can be rebirth. A… Continue reading
Did I tell you?
Did I tell you?…. I don’t remember if I told you how beautiful you are to me. I have allowed so many things to blind my eyes. Allowing disappointment to steal my smile and laughter.… Continue reading
Refining the art of living
Please read the work of a talented writer. Emotional Musings My dear readers, a creative force drives my passions, which allows me to live a soulful existence upon this planet. I view life… Continue reading
I don’t remember how you looked…
(Dreams can become nightmares. Nightmares can become sweet dreams one day.) I don’t remember how you looked…. I don’t remember how you looked. Your eyes were blue, maybe hazel green? Your hair golden blond or maybe… Continue reading
Dangerous places and beautiful places…
(Johnnie and his Daniela. Winter 1978.) Dangerous places and beautiful faces. A Poem by Coyote PoetryIt is good to walk upon the edge. Dangerous places and beautiful faces. Dangerous places and secret rendezvous.To… Continue reading