‘I love you’
(I love you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just a lost love poem from November 1993) I love you I love you more than the morning sunrise, I love you more than… Continue reading
‘Recollection’
Recollections ————————————————————————————————————————- Kellie I was intoxicated by you. My beautiful dark eyes muse, you made me beg for seconds of time, to be near you. You were a wild spirit tempting life, leaving… Continue reading
‘Utopia of the pen and the paper’
Utopia of the pen and the paper. (A Poem by Coyote Poetry Last freedom is the mind. Can’t control the mind completely. Always hope hiding somewhere.) Utopia of the pen and the… Continue reading
The Dying Art
Originally posted on Eliza Rae Poetry:
Cyanotic, ice blue bulging fingers prickling electrical shooting from tingling toes to knee caps red hued and freckled bruising purple like a teetering tower voice echoing atop…
‘Rose colored glasses’
Rose colored glasses Sin, gin and too many bad night. Once we knew love and tonight we have forsaken kindness. I remember when. You and I. Held hands by the Lake Clair… Continue reading
S. Glitch
Originally posted on Color me in Cyanide and Cherry:
? *Image found HERE *According to my calculations, the last poem I wrote dates August, 2017, henceforth I deeply apologize that the very first…
Flash Fiction for the Aspiring Writer: Poem – Bop – “Set Free” #amwriting #poetry #flashfiction
Originally posted on Mandibelle16:
Thanks to Priceless Joy for hosting the past edition of FFtAW. Credit:@wildverbs “Bird Set Free” by Sia https://youtu.be/MBmDssOeOqU I’ll shout it out, have no doubt, I’ll fly free, No…
‘Truth or dare’
Truth or dare (A Poem by Coyote Poetry Take no chances. Have no adventures.) Truth or dare Life, my friend. A odd game that no-one can win. I do like the game… Continue reading
‘The trees
the trees (A Poem by Coyote Poetry I had a tree poem in my head for weeks. I hope it is worthwhile to read.” Trees BY JOYCE KILMER I think that I shall… Continue reading
There Were Things I Did Not Know – Lois E. Linkens
Originally posted on Whisper and the Roar:
There were things I did not know (could not know). There were words I was yet to write, a still Small voice, yet to claim.…