One of my favorite–Russian roulette
Russian roulette A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is taking chances. We will fall many times. If we are lucky. We will know peace one day. Russian roulette Beautiful young woman… Continue reading
Russian roulette A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is taking chances. We will fall many times. If we are lucky. We will know peace one day. Russian roulette Beautiful young woman… Continue reading
Somethings shouldn’t beheld or touched. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry written in 1994 (Thank you Mahafsoun for the photo) Somethings shouldn’t beheld or touched You have taunted my dreams and made… Continue reading
A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Midnight conversation Warning This Chapter is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers under 18. La petite mort, Little death -She wanted Paris and I wanted… Continue reading
The song of fall Warm days, cold nights. Create an restless passion. I can hear the whisper of the wind on a solitary hill. Old Mother Nature is calling for aid. The water… Continue reading
True love gives all A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old and good memory. Our elders teach us how to live. True love gives all. Sixty five years together. He stood by my grandmother with… 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
mahafsoun Model is me. 🙂 See the rest of my photos here: www.facebook.com/MahafsounArt coyotepoet My darkness, my light Dance my sweet and wild spirit. Move with the Summer breezes. Make the sun worship… Continue reading
coyotepoetrebloggedmahafsoun mahafsoun See the rest of my photos here: http://www.facebook.com/MahafsounArt coyotepoet Cigarettes, whiskey and you I told you. Flawed and imperfect love. Destine places for the forgotten. We, who wandered on lonely… Continue reading
Segovia First, I fell to those eyes. Eyes of pure darkness and unknown journey. Second I fell to your words. Tempting and alive. Made me wish to hear you speak. Third I… Continue reading
The canvas of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry True love is real art. We must use our imagination, draw out plans. Touch with gentle movements create emotion that will expand to great… Continue reading