“The color of love”
The color of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words The color of love Dear lover. You made me come alive. The fire in you eyes make me wish to swim in… Continue reading
“I need a wild heart”
I need a wild heart A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words I need a wild heart —- Love made me live Beautiful woman told me. We need to bathe in the… Continue reading
“The first time I saw your face”
The first time I saw your face-Two short poems A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words The first time I saw your face-Two short poems. ——— Paint me Elegant lady told me.… Continue reading
“Write on me”
Write on me A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Write on me The California Summer nights are here and you are with me my lover. I told the night stars. Thank you… Continue reading
Dead men’s bones returning
Originally posted on beth tremaglio:
“History will not only repeat herself?? If not learned but if not learned ?correctly, without prejudice.” -beth? Desperately? unknowingly? breathing life into dead men’s bones? America is her…
Burning Lamps
Originally posted on MY VALIANT SOUL:
? image credits- Pinterest ? Tonight, I have smoked my favourite cigarettes with curtains drifted apart, I sit here with a glass of my taste And as…
Freedom Demands sacrifice
Originally posted on Speck Of Gold:
Dancing light of a half eaten moon, Trapped inside a dirty old bottle, locked with a tottery bottle cap Eager to break free from the trap. One…
Where Are You Now
Please enjoy the work of a talented writer. Mihran Kalaydjian's Official Blog Where Are You Now – Imany Days had gone into nights and nights had gone into days – And everyday gone count one… Continue reading
“Miss nothing, miss everything”
Miss nothing, miss everything. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Miss nothing, miss everything. We painted our world fiery red once. We try to cheat love and we collided like freight trains… Continue reading
“Painted memories”
Painted memories A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Painted memories My lovely Liz, my beautiful Elizabeth. I have so many canvases of us. You and I. Mirror reflections finding proper place. I… Continue reading