‘Reflections’
Reflections A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words have great power. Use them well. Reflection Writers and Poets write reflections like a painter uses his gentle strokes to create permanent images of lingering… Continue reading
Reflections A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words have great power. Use them well. Reflection Writers and Poets write reflections like a painter uses his gentle strokes to create permanent images of lingering… Continue reading
You are in Paris and I’m here A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words and thoughts. You are in Paris and I’m here I hurt myself again today and I allowed you… Continue reading
Break me and make me feel alive A Poem by Coyote Poetry Need to find new limits and places. The new dances make the old memories seem less painful. Break me and… Continue reading
A witness to life A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words A witness to life I left the Army in 2000. I wanted to see my kids grow-up. Good friends didn’t. Old… Continue reading
Just dance A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Source:treehugger52(Thank you Tumblr) 505 notes Just dance Hold me close, hold me sweet. Allow my face to fall into your hair and the essence… Continue reading
Fever A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Fever I told her.” Love don’t die sweetie. Love is like the German wines, become more sweeter and tastier with time.” Tonight you are… Continue reading
I’m no-one. You are everything A Poem by Coyote Poetry When we love someone more than our-self. We have known real love. I’m no-one. You are everything Old wise men know. The… Continue reading
Lovers, murderers and the damn memories A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Dear December The war couldn’t kill me and I returned home in 1992 and I called you. A sweet voice… Continue reading
Dear Michigan A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Dear Michigan —- Treasure memories Dark taverns, strong drink and I’m thinking of you. Pretty Austin, Texas girl with strawberry red hair sitting… Continue reading
Dear Angela A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words and memories Dear Angela A pretty girl sat with me by the sea and she whispered to me. “You know who I’m and… Continue reading