Jazzy Wednesday poetry….
Jazzy Wednesday poetry.. 1- I told her she was so damn pretty. I love those eyes of coffee brown. I had watched her dance alone. Tight black dress, strong legs and robust body… Continue reading
The light and the darkness…
The light and the darkness A Poem by Coyote Poetry When love take over our mind. We will taste sweetness, we shall taste bitterness. Light and darkness, we shall know. coyotepoetrebloggeduna-lady-italiana(Thank you Tumblr) coyotepoet… Continue reading
You are my ocean…
You are my ocean A Poem by Coyote Poetry I need the Pacific Ocean. I need the sound of the sea. I need to find my mind amamira amamira: Joanna Beal(Thank you Tumblr) … Continue reading
Cocoa Beach…
Cocoa Beach I received a phone call. Sweet Peggy called and asked. Please come to see me. I live in Cocoa beach and I’m very lonely. I need a friend. I heard in… Continue reading
Remembering Emily Dickinson…
Dear Emily I believe, few knew you well dear Emily. Your wrote 1600 poems and left a blank page of understanding of you, for the reader. I believe, you wrote poetry in dreams.… Continue reading
Something is wrong with me… A Bukowski verbal poem too…
Something is wrong with me. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Bukowski had stole my soul. Something is wrong with me…. Something is wrong with me.… Continue reading
Sensitivity is my superpower
Please read the amazing poetry shared by a talented writer. Emotional Musings It’s been seven weeks since I shared a full post on here my dear readers. As I continue to heal from… Continue reading
Three fingers of the whiskey… For dear Nightbirde.
Three fingers of the whiskey. I had a bad night. I read dear Nightbirde/ Jane Marczewski left our world on 20 Feb. I fell in love with this beautiful young lady. Her songs,… Continue reading
The first time I saw your face…
The first time I saw your face…. I found lonely road and Godless heart. I was seeking good death and I was a leftover life waiting for no-one and nothing. I was roaming… Continue reading
Michigan….
Michigan… Promises made and promises broken. Left me where I started. I left you in Michigan trying to find the place where I could feel alive. I found wars, new cities and drank… Continue reading