On the Cusp
Originally posted on Enshrined Poetry:
Scorpio Moon Salty scales In depths concealed, keyhole through the unknown ebony Pour in rippled imaginings Cast away the poisoned torrents of Chevron The mind whirling curtains Exchange…
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Memorial poetry -At peace at last
At peace at last A Story by Coyote Poetry A story for a good friend. Soldiers need to remember the old timers who taught us respect and how to lead. At peace at… Continue reading
Salute old Glory
Salute old Glory and thank a Veteran A Poem by Coyote Poetry I need to remember a good friend. We live in a world where few of us are not touched by war.… Continue reading
Memorial day poetry-Two good men
Two good men A Poem by Coyote Poetry A story of two Soldiers Two different stories. Both are sad and needed to be written. Pray for the soldiers today. Remember men and woman… Continue reading
The Music Played – Piano & Guitar
Please read and listen to the amazing words and song by a talented man. Mihran Kalaydjian's Official Blog Mihran Kalaydjian on Piano – The Music Played – Piano & Guitar “Life is like… Continue reading
Branches
Originally posted on forgottenmeadows:
And some days… she mused with the skies, Writing poetry, in between the branches of life. Poetry and image copyright neha 2017 Happy World Poetry Day!
I love the word freedom.
FREEDOM A Poem by Coyote Poetry Freedom is very costly. How many have died for freedom? We allow freedom to die without a fight. The men and woman who died for us to… Continue reading
The existence of love
Existence of love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry For dear Grandparent missed. Existence of love. Ice cream with a cherry. A safe warm house. A big yard to play in. Kind smiles and… Continue reading
Babel
Originally posted on Daniel Swearingen:
“Cause Jesus don’t save the guys in the tower of Babel” (Elton John/Bernie Taupin) Monday, May 3, 1971 (A Child’s Dream) Yesterday I learned of Babel, how the…
Why do we write?
Why do we write story and poetry? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old wise saying. “Nothing good to say. Say nothing.” Poetry, my dear friends, is a sacred incarnation of a smile. Poetry… Continue reading