-Break me and make me feel alive
Break me and make me feel alive Poem by Coyote Poetry Need to find new limits and places. The new dances make the old memories seem less painful. Break me and make… Continue reading
Break me and make me feel alive Poem by Coyote Poetry Need to find new limits and places. The new dances make the old memories seem less painful. Break me and make… Continue reading
Better to be flexible branches than dead roots A Story by Coyote Poetry I learn the past is gone and today actions matter, by a New Orleans Tarot card reader. Be… Continue reading
Wildflowers dreams (For Brigitte) A Poem by Coyote Poetry Once I was lost. A kind young woman saved me. Wildflowers dream (For Brigitte) Young love, first love. Can expand too quickly. Leaving… Continue reading
Break me Please break me. Make me bleed. Show me I’m alive. Make me die and bring me back to life. Dead men revived know life can be okay. Drink of… Continue reading
coyotepoetrebloggedjedyoong Follow jedyoong(Thank you for the photo) hot and sexy –> http://jedyoong.tumblr.com coyotepoet The parable of the flowers and the lovelorn man She was a perfect beauty. She danced nightly on a… Continue reading
rebloggedjah-feel(Thank you for the photo) dayzea “Be softer with you. You are a breathing thing. A memory to someone. A home to a life.” — Nayyirah Waheed. 🌞💛🌻 @jah_feel_ ~ Spencer’s Butte, OR.… Continue reading
Coming home A Poem by Coyote Poetry You can’t come back from where you left. The road become twisted and we become confused. Coming home I sat in the plane from Philly. Heading… Continue reading
The great Poet “Thomas Nashe” poetry and some of my words. A Poem by Coyote Poetry When we read a Poet or Writer from the past. We give them life again. A Litany… Continue reading
Whim and folly I told her. Sometimes good to go slow. Men will eat and eat, not stopping to taste or digest the food. He will forget to cherish the taste, the gentle… Continue reading
Toxic © 2016 Coyote Poetry A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Toxic Extraordinary beauty danced alone. Green eyes offered me glances of come and dance a forbidden dance. Wise men… Continue reading