“The red dress”
The red dress A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good memory become better with time. The red dress The German summer nights were fair. The Summer festival were alive and well this night.… Continue reading
Category Archive: poetry
“I try to remember”
I try to remember A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry with a re-write. Written in 1992/rewritten in 2014 I try to remember I tried to remember the curves of your body. … Continue reading
2:43 AM
Originally posted on Wendy Maduro Johnson:
Photo Credit: Michael Salazar Photography Thank goodness he didn’t do more Are the words That I hear as I look down at my bruises Thank goodness you…
“Drink of me, my love.”
Drink of me, my love I hid in dark places for many years. I volunteered for far off places and war. I like the places where people wanted little and not everything. Dead… Continue reading
5 habits can make you successful
Learn& understand others: If you want inspirations then best way to get inspired is learning. You have to read and watch others. This activity will make you more precise and effective. You can…
Some Michigan poetry-TLC
Tender loving care A Poem by Coyote Poetry Real love is given without the desire of reward. Tender loving care She had big blue eyes. She sat on my lap at the… Continue reading
“She had wildflowers in her hair”
She had wildflowers in her hair Spring sweet Spring. Your gentle warm days make me come alive. Sitting with the wildflowers and swimming in old memories. I remembered a barefoot beauty taking me… Continue reading
Cor Lapideu…
Originally posted on My Sword and Shield….:
I couldn’t stop heaven from falling It’s been years since I walked through the wreckage and the ruins but I still hear the screams of the…
“Cold steel” A old poem.
Cold steel A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poem (1980) with a rewrite. Anger can lead us to hell. After the pits of hell. Can’t get worst? Cold steel Baby, I told you.… Continue reading
One of my favorites-Bitter branches
Bitter branches A Poem by Coyote Poetry J.B Harvey. Her poetic words made me want to write tonight. Bitter branches Old men are like ancient trees. Life will expand and multiply. They will… Continue reading