Daily Prompt: Martyr (A martyr of love)

Originally posted on Write Ally! Write!:
via Daily Prompt: Martyr Image from: rebloggy.com He’s not brave, But not a coward, He can’t wield a sword, But he can be a shield, He’s not the…

Rate this:

“The dance”

The dance A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words and photo coyotepoetrebloggedyosha  (Thank you Tumblr) Follow The dance In the twilight of the day. We can dance to Lana Del Rey. You told… Continue reading

Rate this:

“The red dress”

The red dress A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good memory become better with time.                    The red dress The German summer nights were fair. The Summer festival were alive and well this night.… Continue reading

Rate this:

WHIRLWINDS OF MIRRORS – AN ARTIST’S GIFT OR CURSE ?~ by Paloma Fule

Originally posted on OUR POETRY CORNER:
? ? WHIRLWINDS OF MIRRORS – AN ARTIST’S GIFT OR CURSE ? by Paloma Fule Whirlwinds of mirrors fill my mind. I am awake, but paralyzed by…

Rate this:

I Can See You Coming

Originally posted on learning2write:
The shutters were down, no one allowed, And you came by, all the rules broke. You went places, I followed you, The music played in the background. Coz,…

Rate this:

“Quiet echos and secluded places”

Quiet echos and secluded places A Poem by Coyote Poetry We will hold many penances for things done and missed.                                Quiet echos and secluded places The coffee shop poet told the young… Continue reading

Rate this:

Let’s Dream

Amazing words by a talented writer. Please read and enjoy.

Rate this:

Broken Things: A Poem

Originally posted on eccentricdevil:
Let the entire world know We’re not beyond repair. We can mend ourselves Despite the despair. Listen to the silent cries Of the people you call “retards”. You ever…

Rate this:

“Everything”

Everything A Poem by Coyote Poetry A rewrite from 1985 Everything You were my wildflower dream. You were my wild dance and song, away from controlled life and wars I couldn’t win.I would… Continue reading

Rate this:

“The walls and the damn mirrors”

The walls and the damn mirrors A Poem by Coyote Poetry Can’t hide what we became when we see our reflection in the mirrors                            The walls and the damn mirrors My father… Continue reading

Rate this: