Originally posted on Under the influence!:
https://john-coyote.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/02/branwen-2-e1610483005990.jpg Branwen by Christopher Williams (1873-1934), Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons Presented here is a retelling of the second branch of the Four Branches of the Mabinogi…
Originally posted on LOUD MOUTH:
https://john-coyote.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/02/fb_img_161290833846231936271443204152528331.jpg Written by Chaka PX Left the sky to talk, Some wisdom with creation, I was just alone by the shore, Some companion is best ever. Shine bright,…
Originally posted on parallel texts: words reflected:
“Whoever is devoid of the capacity to wonder, whoever remains unmoved, whoever cannot contemplate or know the deep shudder of the soul in enchantment, might just…
Being free baby girl. Our sweetest days. Escape, run and find the open sea. Tell the sea goddess with the midnight moon above. No more lock doors for me…… Love is love. When… Continue reading
Broken bones, unkempt promises A Poem by Coyote PoetryThis poem had been dancing in my head for days. I hope you enjoy. Broken bones, unkempt promises… Fools’ dances in wishes and dreamers believe… Continue reading
Originally posted on marcellocomitini:
https://john-coyote.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/02/image.png Immagine di ” Xenia Hausner,”Wag the dog”, 2014, scelta da Stefanie La poetessa Stefanie Golisch, già conosciuta e pubblicata sulle pagine di questo blog con alcune delle sue poesie, mi…
As pretty as a perfect painting A Poem by Coyote Poetry As pretty as a perfect painting…. She told me. You… Continue reading
Originally posted on forgottenmeadows:
There was you and there was me And there were layers of love Between the sky and the sea Perpetually blue with the tint of golden hues It scattered…
A woman, like you. A Poem by Coyote PoetryFew people can bring you from self made hell. When a sweet woman offer a soft hand and love. Even the dead can be rebirth. A… Continue reading
Did I tell you?…. I don’t remember if I told you how beautiful you are to me. I have allowed so many things to blind my eyes. Allowing disappointment to steal my smile and laughter.… Continue reading
