“The dance of the Gypsies”
The dance of the Gypsies. – – A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love, song and dance, blood and the road. The dance of the Gypsies… I was in downtown Cologne, Germany in… Continue reading
Category Archive: poetry
Make A Better World
Originally posted on Voyager of freedom:
I can only imagine a world where people understand that no matter what color you are, we all bleed red. That we all have feelings. We all…
Mysteries Among The Melodies Of Silence
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You are who you are.
Originally posted on The Quill's Cauldron: Where Stories & Knowledge Brew:
To remember who you are,you need to forget what they told you to be. ? You are not your age, Nor…
“Mend and alter”
Mend and alter A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is hard. Needs time to heal and to be reborn again. Mend and alter Life is simple my friends. There is consequences for… Continue reading
“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. He told me. “Damn if… Continue reading
Colors
Originally posted on The Quill's Cauldron: Where Stories & Knowledge Brew:
? ? Paths have ups and downs Whatever we choose it’ll be difficult So don’t be afraid to make mistakes Don’t…
HER EYES
Originally posted on The Reluctant Poet:
By Charles Robert Lindholm Her eyes stare at mine with an intimate contact, with a look that’s ignited a fire, raging in my soul with passions unmistakable…
THE WAR HAS WON US
Originally posted on ADMIRALSBLOG :
Pretentiously, we embraced lies; words we’ve made ourselves believe. Rather than coating our differences, lets disagree to agree. The victors act as though they never won, deep down, they…
COME, LET’S HOLD HANDS AND RACE
Originally posted on ADMIRALSBLOG :
There is no place like home, just like the Pope in Rome there is no need to roam the streets because it’s no abode. We have ourselves a place,…