The crossroads
The crossroads of the embrace or the decay? A Poem by Coyote Poetry We decide what we need and not with the quickest of decision. If we knew. It was the last time… Continue reading
The crossroads of the embrace or the decay? A Poem by Coyote Poetry We decide what we need and not with the quickest of decision. If we knew. It was the last time… Continue reading
Originally posted on Moccasins at Meadow Arc:
it happened when Nick was 19 …he was so fed up with fisherman’s stew…fed up with fishermen who slurped it …. day…after… day…from styrofoam cups…fed up…
Please read and enjoy the work of a talented writer.
Please read and enjoy the work of a talented writer.
Ghosts, demons, lovers and lonely corridors A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just thoughts upon life. Ghosts, demons, lovers and lonely corridors The solemn days leave us with faces of ghosts, demons and… Continue reading
Live your truth Break the cycle of abuse Breathe Wink and sip on that metaphorical tea when you hear passive aggressive comments And give it right back to them Breathe Know who loves…
Two out of three ain’t bad. —– I was sitting alone in a Austin tavern in 1996. Drinking long Island ice teas. Trying to get blinded. An old man dressed poorly ordered a… Continue reading
Originally posted on MY WALL:
My arms knew music, the feel of a violin my fingers knew the places where the notes sang well My arms have forgotten the weight of a violin…
Originally posted on Peace, Love and Patchouli:
We unearth our treasures unknowingly, lost bones gathered on silent sand washed ashore like mermaid souls, quietly wandering in ghostly apparitions. We gather together bits and…
Unforgettable A Poem by Coyote Poetry Beautiful artwork create amazing words. Thank you Tumblr. yourtalana: William Oxer Unforgettable I found you waiting. Holding flowers of blue. I watched you pondering life and possibility.… Continue reading