“Last wish, first wish.”
Last wish, first wish. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words never spoken. Burn the wanting heart. Last wish, first wish Those wishing well wishes and the butterfly kisses of memories. Leave me… Continue reading
Category Archive: poetry
I Love Her Ways
Originally posted on J. Adam Snyder:
”I Love Her Ways” – J.Adam Snyder? I love the way she smiles at me? The way her lips curve at the side? As the sunlight paints…
“I try to remember”
I try to remember A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry with are-write. Written in 1992/rewritten in 2014 I try to remember I tried to remember the curves of your… Continue reading
A letter for the girl who keeps on doubting herself
Originally posted on The Dreamer Worker:
I looked in the mirror. Then with a silent voice I asked, “Why can’t I be that pretty?” “Why can’t I have that kind of hair?” “Why…
You Are: Word Porn
Originally posted on The Iridescent Bubble:
Amazing poetry by a talented writer. Please read and enjoy. The Iridescent Bubble View original post
One of my favorites-Sweet pleasure and
Sweet pleasure and rare delights A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to hold on to the good memories Sweet pleasure and rare delights Sweet pleasure, rare delights. Some dreams should not be… Continue reading
“Stone to flesh”
Stone to flesh A Poem by Coyote Poetry Easy to believe in nothing. Needing only self-gain. Lonely death for a man who held wealth and power as God. Stone to flesh They… Continue reading
July fourth poetry. Nonfiction, Shadows of war
Shadows of war A Story by Coyote Poetry War can catch even the cold in heart. Shadows I was a Soldier for almost 15 years. I volunteered for every… Continue reading
Unabashedly unmasked – The bitter truth of Society
Originally posted on Silent lips and screaming mind:
Welcome to society, they say. We hope you enjoy your stay, they say. And please feel free to be yourself, As long as it’s in…
The bluffs
Originally posted on Siren Whispers:
I run along the bluffs laughing, looking back at you. The wind rushes through my hair and tugs at my clothes. Your look is determined as you close…