We are born to die and we were born to live
We are born to die and we were born to live A Poem by Coyote Poetry New poetry. For my missed father. We are born to die and we are born to live… Continue reading
Category Archive: poetry
Excavation
Originally posted on Poems in a Coffer:
I can’t believe you are right there excavating all the unexplored territories of me and unveiling my darkest insecurities which I had buried deep inside the…
“The Raven and the Coyote”
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 awoken… Continue reading
“Strangers, trains and planes”
Strangers, trains and planes A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people can’t be held down. Freedom is too valuable. Strangers, trains and planes She called my from Paris. She whispered I will be… Continue reading
New chapter-Dark days of Texas
Dark days of Texas- Day one, Sunday morning A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter Dark days of Texas-Day one- Sunday morning Old man John awoke early. He had a lot to… Continue reading
Morning Blues……..
Originally posted on Boundless Blessings by Kamal:
I am a kind of a gypsy I have no fear nor woes A thrust of joy drives me crazy Mornings are fresh and moving With…
“The sweetest things”
The sweetest things A Poem by Coyote Poetry The simple things my friends make life worthwhile. The sweetest things I have seen so many beautiful places and I have walked on places… Continue reading
“The heartstrings”
The heartstrings She poured the sweet red wine into her Grandparent borrowed wine glasses with soft and tender hands. Her eyes of river blue looked into my eyes. He knew she was playing… Continue reading
The pond
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Reverie ebbs
Originally posted on Siren Whispers:
broken mornings find me washed ashore from dreams that leave me shipwrecked in my bed tossed upon the rocks of my desires the crisp, white cotton reduced to…