‘Spin the bottle’
(Spin the bottle A Poem by Coyote Poetry The game of youth get used without our permission with old age.) Spin the bottle Old man sat alone. Told me. “Damn if… Continue reading
(Spin the bottle A Poem by Coyote Poetry The game of youth get used without our permission with old age.) Spin the bottle Old man sat alone. Told me. “Damn if… Continue reading
Originally posted on Histories and Mysteries:
? His name was Vince. By day he worked as a mild mannered bookkeeper for the infamous Chicago Stockyards — those that fueled the meat packing industry…
(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 dances… Continue reading
I think I am a “Thalassophile”. and tell me are you? well how can you not be a thalassophile hehe. Ocean is everything i want to be, mysterious, wild and free. who doesn’t…
Originally posted on Storie Cantabile:
When she feels his golden rays entering her sets of eyes, his warmth embracing her whole body, she knows he’s her most powerful ally a nod of thanks…
Originally posted on Megha's World:
Maybe this is my share of love my share of light, which I can cup in my palms and be satiated imbued with pure delight of feeling…
(The Gospel told by a common man A Poem by Coyote Poetry World is going crazy. USA need to reset our goals.) The Gospel told by a common man Men with wife… Continue reading
(The Raven and the Coyote A Story by Coyote Poetry A story. Some of my Ojibwa heritage coming out.) The Raven and the Coyote The Raven watched the moon. Her interest… Continue reading
Originally posted on I am Lovely and Lonely and I Belong Deeply To Myself :
If i am alonei still have thesun, moon, and starsthe wind, rainthe wild stormand all the beautiful thingsthey share…