The Poet’s love- First five chapters.
(Need honest opinions) The Poet’s love A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new story The Poet’ love The old Poet loved the country of Honduras. He had come here often in his… Continue reading
(Need honest opinions) The Poet’s love A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new story The Poet’ love The old Poet loved the country of Honduras. He had come here often in his… Continue reading
The Poet’s love- Life, God and men. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter. (For Susana Chavez Castillo-Mexican Poet-Please don’t forget her) The Poet’s Love- Life, God and men. Lawrence… Continue reading
Susana Chávez Castillo (November 5, 1974 – c. January 6, 2011) was a Mexican poet and human rights activist who was born and lived most of her life in her hometown of… Continue reading
Wildflowers dreams (For Brigitte) A Poem by Coyote Poetry Once I was lost. A kind young woman saved me. Wildflowers dream (For Brigitte) Young love, first love. Can expand too quickly. Leaving… Continue reading
Originally posted on Extraordinary Sunshine Weaver:
I am Secrets, Slumbering here by the creek, Sunlight hitting my rainbow heart As I glisten like a blanket Over my bed of grass and lady fern,…
Please read and enjoy the work of a Talented man. Mihran Kalaydjian's Official Blog TO MY PRINCESS – I Will Not Die Stay or go I cant stand it anymore. You must know… Continue reading
Originally posted on Night Owl Poetry – Dorinda Duclos:
I drift Into the clouds Thoughts linger like the mist Early morning wakes, yet I Continue to sleep Aware and unaware, Ascending, descending Lost…
Originally posted on TheFeatheredSleep:
Mercy is an unexpected hand, steadying Mercy feels like rain Mercy hurts as laughter will, the first time you smile again Mercy is a series of white flowers, forging…
You are my love ——— My cherished love, I need to your kiss your lips hello, again and again. You are my September sweet German red wine and my endearing reasons to be… Continue reading
Lover, lover, lover A Poem by Coyote Poetry Leonard Cohen song gave me reason to write. Burning desire Locked doors left us in the utopia of kiss and embrace. We were protected by… Continue reading