Originally posted on it rains in my heart:
. The houses are all empty, the roads deserted,the remaining beautiful sculptures,in the overgrown lawns of this plastic world,have no eyes and no intent to…
Well oiled machine… I love you like a stranger,my lips touching your lips,my body feeling the heat of your flesh. As I hold you close,I don’t feel the hunger to enter you.I… Continue reading
The whore bath A Poem by Coyote PoetrySometime we must listen, think and make wise decisions. More liars than kind people running our world. The whore bath…. Large shining teeth, an large man with loud… Continue reading
Anger….. Sometime I want to hurt someone. Smart and wise-ass faces tempt you with comments and useless words. People with no kindness or loyalty for anyone demand your time and duty. Tire and drowning in personal problems. Yearning for… Continue reading
Originally posted on my inspired life:
Gifted with fabric and thread, she wasn’t just weaving material into museum-worthy displays, she was weaving a life transformed, stitched together with gold strands of hope, that…
No take-backs my dear friend… Young man in the dark tavern told the bar Poet. I broke a woman heart and I spoke cold and heartless words . I should of never said.… Continue reading
The damn road… It was a cold Michigan winter day in late December. I awoke with my love. I kissed her face and lips and whisper “Good morning. “ Her beautiful young body… Continue reading
Bacchus wine and beautiful ladies… Once I was free, once I didn’t slumber in living. I remember the sea, I remember barely dressed women dancing for the Pacific. The rhyme and song of… Continue reading
The wisp/ the kiss, the memory- Jest of love A Chapter by Coyote PoetryThird and last chapter. The wisp/ the kiss, the memory- Jest of… Continue reading
The wisp/ the kiss, the memory. Youth flies away. A Chapter by Coyote PoetryChapter two. … Continue reading
