One of my favorite poems “I don’t remember how you look”
I don’t remember how you look. I don’t remember how you look. Your eyes were blue, maybe hazel green? Your hair golden blond or maybe strawberry red?… Continue reading
I don’t remember how you look. I don’t remember how you look. Your eyes were blue, maybe hazel green? Your hair golden blond or maybe strawberry red?… Continue reading
I have loved and I lost myself A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem for love. I have loved and lost myself… Do you know how it feels to be upon a… 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
The fierce desire A Poem by Coyote Poetry Many kinds of hunger. Some lead us to paradise and some lead us to hell. The fierce desire Old man sat by the sea… Continue reading
(No place is safe. But cannot know fear. We must show the world. Freedom lived and good people will not falter. Pray for the people and the family of the city of Paris.… Continue reading
Wildflower dreams. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some memories are held forever. Wildflower dreams. I sit among the wildflowers. Growing where they desire and free. The sweet sense of the wildflowers takes… Continue reading
Whim and follies 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,… Continue reading
Lover, lover, lover A Poem by Coyote Poetry Leonard Cohen song gave me reason to write. Burning desire Locked doors. Protected by the whispers of Leonard Cohen songs in the background. Love was… Continue reading
Can cry a tear My heart still can a tear. A tear of loneliness. A loneliness of losing you completely. I could of survive without your kiss. But never see your beautiful face.… Continue reading
Wisp of the night A Poem by Coyote Poetry Used a paragraph by a Poet name Arsh. I hope you like. Wisp of the night… What have we become. We have become stranger… Continue reading