Fable love….
Fable love…. I behold today the first warm day of Spring. I’m finding hope and energy in the new-born flowers and the new greenery of the forest. I have been swimming in the… Continue reading
I remember you, I remember us..
I remember you, I remember us.. 1- Once we had sleepless nights. Once we needed conversation and I needed to hear your voice. Once we looked deeply in each other eyes. Confessed love.… Continue reading
BABY,BABY, I HAVE MY EYE ON YOU
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Presidents or Prime Ministers,? despots or autocrats. the most powerful person on earth, oft described. And, thus, sycophants most sinister fly to their side to limply lick and…
Just kisses, maybe promises?
Just kisses, maybe promises… She had waited a thousand days for him. War and confusion had made their love wait. They shared one hundred letters. Each letter adding to a bond that could… Continue reading
Parable of Celia…
Parable of Celia.. She sat alone by the peaceful lake. Her pale legs and bare feet being sun-kissed by the late Spring sun. She was wearing a sundress of white showing soft… Continue reading
Please don’t forget me…
Please don’t forget me. A Poem by Coyote Poetry For Jade Innes. Lost too soon. She committed suicide at sixteen. She was a poet friend. The good and kind people leave us too soon. … Continue reading
The tarot cards…
The tarot cards A Story by Coyote Poetry We can learn things in the strangest places on this planet. The tarot cards I went to an old dark carnival on a hidden road… Continue reading
My masterpiece…
My masterpiece… Once blushing beauty stole my heart. She create a rage of need I never knew. She found me sitting alone by the Boeblingen lake and her river blue eyes stole everything… Continue reading
The Dove of peace…
The Dove of peace. A Poem by Coyote Poetry July poetry number eight. 1- The Dove of peace. If we release the Dove of peace. Will the blind and hateful men of war kill… Continue reading
A million kisses…
A million kisses.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry July poetry number seven. A million kisses… She asked me. How many kisses do you need? I told her, I need a million kisses dear Bridgette.… Continue reading