Break me, make me.
Break me Please break me. Make me bleed. Show me I’m alive. Make me die and bring me back to life. Dead men revived know life can be okay. Drink of my skin… Continue reading
Category Archive: poetry
Brotherhood
Originally posted on Megha's World:
“We must live together as brothers or perish together as fools.” ― Martin Luther King Jr. We are all broken, crumbled rounded again made from the same clay…
‘Song of the dead and the song of the living’
Song of the dead and the song of the living. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A combination of memories and places Song of the dead and the song of the living. I… Continue reading
The Healing Sun
Originally posted on Poems in a Coffer:
I breathe the sun from the naked pores of my scabrous skin inhaling the warmth and exhaling the algor deep from the frozen marrows of my…
Now and forever
Now and forever A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words to her. Now and forever Old soldier, a dying man drank alone. He returned home after 10 years of war, travel and sin.… Continue reading
‘Bad to the bones”
Bad to the bones A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good music took me to good days and places. Bad to the bones (Written in 1989 rewritten today) I’m going crazy. I don’t know… Continue reading
‘Free-falling’
Free-falling A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Free-falling (A unforgettable muse) Once we were the crazy ones. We believed in love and we believed in forever. We were sweet Summer red wine… Continue reading
Winter love
My Winter love Pretty German girl whispered to me sweet and tender words at the German tavern. Dear Johnnie. Only wine become better with time and people who dance on nails and lies.… Continue reading
You saw, You never witness
Originally posted on Shreds:
You saw, A girl wearing a dress so red You turned her into poetry With words of a wishful thinking Though completely unknown Of her life and love You…
High
Originally posted on Megha's World:
I’m breathing you in and exhaling out taking puffs of you and making clouds. I’m drunk on you intoxicated by your love with wine-stained lips I’m calling out…