Little sin
wickedlittlesins(Thank you Tumblr for the photo) Little sin Your flowing black hair flowing in the gentle breezes making me wish to have you home nude and free. You are my little sin… Continue reading
wickedlittlesins(Thank you Tumblr for the photo) Little sin Your flowing black hair flowing in the gentle breezes making me wish to have you home nude and free. You are my little sin… Continue reading
Blood in, Blood out A Poem by Coyote Poetry A eye for a eye world. No-one can win. When hate and violence steal all the kindness and hope. What will be left my… Continue reading
Dreaming of Scotland A Poem by Coyote Poetry For a sweet woman. I won’t forget. Dreaming of Scotland She was as pretty as a picture. Fate had brought her to me at… Continue reading
Originally posted on Hortus Closus:
Painting by Jia Lu Patience is my true Strength, I never say die. I fight till the end. Daddy’s smile taught it to me, A smile is the…
Originally posted on Amira:
In India, if there is anything that grabs the utmost attention and makes it to the priority list it has got to be “rape”. Rape is a universal word,…
Divine Nature A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need long walks into the deep forest. Nature can show us we are just part of a living system that need cooperation of all of… Continue reading
Originally posted on Souldier Girl:
?? Did you ever even see me?Did you ever even know?you never askedalways seemed boreddistracted with fanciespassing glances…behind your glassesyou never sought my?gazeI’m screaming!…you’re turning the pagemagazines and…
kissed by the lapping of the waves: page one.. (amazing poetry by a talented Poet) I am me © 2013 Megan Kay *** Iwo Jimaby. Steve the Badger They came from all their separate waysTo… Continue reading
The songs of the seasons A Story by Coyote Poetry A Native American tale. The song of fall Warm days, cold nights. Create an restless passion. I can hear the whisper of the… Continue reading
Originally posted on GibberJabber:
NaPoWriMo Day #19 Poetry form: Free Verse Often I look back and try to pinpoint the day, the moment, I became the type of person who, when life is…