National Poetry Month Writing Challenge: The Final Segment
Originally posted on Shanyu Bihani:
“The end of a melody is not its goal: but nonetheless, had the melody not reached its end it would not have reached its goal either. A parable.”…
Category Archive: poetry
April leaving
April leaving A Poem by Coyote PoetryPoem thirty for April. The poetry month. April leaving…. Blossom by Blossom dear Spring begin to appear. The month… Continue reading
“The night stepped out” #poem #poetry #verse
Originally posted on Visionary Poems:
The night stepped out Like a prima ballerina From the monumental shadows That reached the very heavens Concealed awhile Behind the great mountains of granite grey That separated the tranquil realm From the world outside …
Tattoos
Tattoos A Poem by Coyote PoetryPoem twenty nine for April. The poetry month. Tattoos…. The pretty lady had many tattoos on… Continue reading
Two steps from hell
Two steps from hell… In a dark Gypsy carnival years ago. A beauty Gypsy woman told me once. You are two steps from hell. Hell is easy, seeking peace is the impossible task.… Continue reading
Delhi. A Funeral Pyre.
Originally posted on Scribbled Verse:
Delhi. A Funeral Pyre. by her child with no name. And as I sit here today, these countless waves away, my Delhi, into whose mad, warm, gritty, welcoming…
Chartreux
Your eyes are Himalayan blue, they mutate like the colors of sparkling stars to a silver cold planet. Your indifference defeats me until I am nothing more than an empty vessel sailed away to write…
Yesterday…
Yesterday…. I am in the Fall of a life. Death whispered in my ear. Old heart and my tire soul seem to need and want less. Maybe I have given-in, given-up. Once I… Continue reading
The damn road…
The damn road… It was a cold winter day in late December in Michigan. I awoke with my love andI kissed her face and lips and whispered “Good morning. “ Her beautiful… Continue reading
The human touch…
The human touch. A Poem by Coyote PoetryThe easiest gift to give is concern, time and to listen. In a world of fast pace and little time. We must slow down and show the… Continue reading