-Break me and make me feel alive
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
Category Archive: poetry
In Arpeggio Miles
Originally posted on Charissa's Grace Notes:
Prelude: There is an indigo bunting outside my window singing in the moonlight streaming by a million miles an hour. But it is not the window on my mind…
Una donna può morire perché il cielo è vuoto ” YENIAY-MUESSER “
A amazing writer. The work in many languages and artwork can steal you away to a better place. Please read and enjoy their work.
Time
Originally posted on Hortus Closus:
Painting by Anna Razumovskaya You say you love me, I am not a young woman, Time whitens my hair. Will you love me till the end? The time is…
Like a whisper
Like a whisper A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Like a whisper (This is the way the world ends. This is the way the world ends. This is the way the… Continue reading
This Nebula Crumbling
Originally posted on Charissa's Grace Notes:
The birth of stars begins with death, begins with dark collapse in depths, and destructions mark a beginning, the birth of a star from collapse and crumble.They came…
-Quiet echoes and secluded places
Quiet echoes and secluded places A Poem by Coyote Poetry We will hold many penances for things done and missed. Quiet echoes and secluded places The coffee shop poet told the young… Continue reading
_Sweet surrender
Sweet surrender A Poem by Coyote Poetry We must forget old wounds and open new doors. Sweet… Continue reading
One of my old poems. If I was the king of the forest.
IF I was the king of the forest. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and old dreams. If I was the King of the Forest. American Soldiers drinking with boisterous and… Continue reading
_Dreaming of Texas
Dreaming of Texas A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to have had danced many dances and knew a lot of laughter. A good life isn’t the money in the bank. It is the… Continue reading