Originally posted on Visionary Poems:
https://john-coyote.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/03/screenshot_20220221-180149_gallery.jpg A light of ghostly white An ethereal pallor from another dominion Nudges around the headland in the east and spreads a thin line the length entire of the inky horizon While upon…
Originally posted on Under the influence!:
https://john-coyote.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/03/fire-21-feb-22-cropped1.jpg Museum of Fine Arts, Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons FURISODÉ In his book of Japanese ghost stories, folk tales, and legends,?“In Ghostly Japan,”?Lafcadio Hearn?tells of an…
Never more, evermore or nothing more… She told me, please take of the mask. You may not like what you see. You have learned to love the darkness, please look closer, look closer… Continue reading
I need you now… A Poem by Coyote Poetry Great love, never died. When love is alive. The love will grow to become a willow tree. Flowing and dancing with the free wind. Expanding… Continue reading
Originally posted on Global Literature Station:
https://john-coyote.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/03/pexels-photo-458766.jpeg What was it that drew you to me?Was it something on my face? –the cute little smiles I made?my fresh kissable lips?the ripples on my cheeks?the…
Originally posted on marcellocomitini:
https://john-coyote.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/03/tadeusz-styka.jpg Tadeusz Styka, Nudo, 1889-1954 a C. S. In una vasta notte come questadistesa sulla città lontana dove lei dormetutta raccolta nei petali rosa del suo corpoho chiuso le…
Originally posted on The Skeptic's Kaddish:
https://john-coyote.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/02/isaac-asimov.jpg It is not only the living who are killed in war. –Isaac Asimov (1920 – 1992) https://john-coyote.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/02/gilbert-parker-2.jpg https://john-coyote.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/02/gilbert-parker.jpg War is cruelty, and none can make…
Amazing photos and poetry shared.
My prayer are also with Ukraine. A needed poem.
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 in… Continue reading
