The book of my life
Originally posted on MyWorld:
In the end, it is very true that all we become are stories. We are the ones who will create the pages, chapters, and stories in the books of…
Originally posted on MyWorld:
In the end, it is very true that all we become are stories. We are the ones who will create the pages, chapters, and stories in the books of…
Originally posted on Souldier Girl:
?? ? Jesus take these chains? attached to my walls ? ? Hit like a piñata ? ? that never falls.? ??
Originally posted on Souldier Girl:
? My broken heart No longer fears the collision of your sword For you have forced the rise of mountains For you have formed the depth and curves…
Blue eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry A very old poem. A wise man always speak with love and kindness to the woman he loved. Blue eyes A blue eyed angel is crying… Continue reading
Sweet surrender A Poem by Coyote Poetry We must forget old wounds and open new doors. Sweet surrender… Continue reading
Originally posted on Hortus Closus:
Painting by Rob Hefferan Am I a teacher? I teach with a smile, a song As my Daddy did.
Drunk in love I found her alone sitting in the Monterey coffee shop. Eyes of ocean blue and filled with sadness and regret. She was my friend and we attempted love often. I… Continue reading
Stay or flee? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Stay or flee? She watched the midnight moon and she wondered. Should she stay or flee? Her wild eyes filled with soft tears… Continue reading
Shadows A Poem by Coyote Poetry (I learn today like every August.) I lost a good friend. My friend. You taught me. Friends stand together in good and bad days. You taught me… Continue reading