Chelsea hotel
The Chelsea hotel A Poem by Coyote Poetry -I went to New York a few times. I stayed in the Park and wrote poetry in the day and drank in the dark… Continue reading
The Chelsea hotel A Poem by Coyote Poetry -I went to New York a few times. I stayed in the Park and wrote poetry in the day and drank in the dark… Continue reading
Originally posted on Geetha Balvannanathan's Blog – Isis Tratum:
Within waking dream 3 April 2016 Courtesy photobucket.com ? Sound the bells They come flying low Spring blossoms On birch trees The water…
Originally posted on Geetha Balvannanathan's Blog – Isis Tratum:
Naked tale foretold 7 April 2016 Courtesy Brad Kunkle trac2015 com ? Spoken thoughts Saturating words They misspell Past intent Agony souls underwent…
Please break me and make me feel alive A Poem by Coyote Poetry Need to find new limits and places. The new dances make the old memories seem less painful. Break me… Continue reading
Secret love and hidden memory A Poem by Coyote Poetry Someone today told me. Write a new poem. Here it is. Secret love and hidden memory. I saw her face today. Made… Continue reading
The word-man. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Need people to desire peace before we cross a line of no return. Many years ago. In 1991 to 1993. I would read my poetry on… Continue reading
I have loved and I lost myself A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem for love. I have loved and lost myself Do you know how it feels to be upon… Continue reading
Originally posted on The Wanderer's Thoughts…:
I don’t want to climb the highest peak of Mount Everest I don’t want to swim towards the deepest end of the turquoise sea I don’t…
Originally posted on Eyes + Words:
Written by Jacob Ibrag He wished to whisper his soul into her lips. To fill the shallow depths of her footsteps with purpose. To be what she had…
Wisp of the night A Poem by Coyote Poetry Used a paragraph by a Poet name Arsh. I hope you like. Wisp of the night What have we become. We have become stranger… Continue reading