Peace Flows Like A River.
Originally posted on REFLECTIONS OF A MINDFUL HEART AND SOUL:
Found on Pinterest on 5-7-16. Spiritual Inspiration. PEACE FLOWS LIKE A RIVER Peace flows like a river Down the corridors of time, And…
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I Would Rather be Strange
To those who would call me strange, I say that I would rather be your kind of strange than mine because, to me, strange is denying the truth of our nature. To me,…
We are just bones/flesh and blood.
We are just bones/flesh and blood waiting to be turn to dust. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Why do we live? I believe a wise person lived celebrating every new born day. … Continue reading
One of my favorites-Blame not the kiss
Blame not the kiss A Poem by Coyote Poetry Long Summer days bring hope and dreams of hope. Blame not the kiss The pen and paper cannot give justice to your beautiful… Continue reading
-A woman palms
A woman palms A Poem by Coyote Poetry The hands of a woman. Teaches love and kindness. He who treat the woman with kindness. Can stand at God feet and know he… Continue reading
Thoughts
Originally posted on beth tremaglio:
?You are my less travelled.? You are my vastness. A wonderment deeply engraved.? You are to sight, slumber.? You are to dawn, night.? You are to the mind,…
One of my favorites-Russian roulette
Russian roulette A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is taking chances. We will fall many times. If we are lucky. We will know peace one day. Russian roulette Beautiful young woman… Continue reading
Happy Mothers day
A mother tears. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Happy Mother day. Woman bare the glory and honor of protecting their children. Look into a eyes of a woman. You can learn a million… Continue reading
The march of daisies
Originally posted on Kat in the Afterlight:
In the shadow of the afternoon sun a small white army marches without a gardener, a guide, a guard dog. The evening reflects in the face…
The landscape of perfect place
coyotepoet Landscape of perfect place I understand the different between the light and the dark. I have glimpse at perfect beauty and I have known solid hate. Even if my eyes were… Continue reading