The rising sun

The rising sun   A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words                           The rising sun I sat in the New Orleans in 1996. I liked New… Continue reading

Rate this:

Sad

Originally posted on Hortus Closus:
Painting by Richard Johnson You are so far now, You even don’t see my smiles The violin is sad. Will you leave your island And come to the…

Rate this:

Some Texas poetry-Sacrificial meal

Sacrificial meal A Poem by Coyote Poetry I spend five years in Texas. I learn Texas woman had no fear and they knew how to have some fun. Warning This Poem is rated… Continue reading

Rate this:

“Eat, Pray, Love”

Amazing logic in the talented writer words. Please read and enjoy.

Rate this:

_Am I dead or alive?

Am I dead or alive? A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old poem found. Written 1987.                              Am I dead or alive? Describe emotion. Describe love. Describe pain. For every beautiful moment. Must… Continue reading

Rate this:

#FlintWaterCrisis

Originally posted on 99TiLInfinity:
In April of 2014 Flint, Michigan switched it’s water supply from the usual Lake Huron to the polluted Flint River. The state of Michigan had taken over the city…

Rate this:

-She kissed me once and once only.

She kissed me once and once only A Poem by Coyote Poetry I read the great Writer Jack London again. Gave me some positive motivation. You must read “When God laugh.”                           She… Continue reading

Rate this:

-The sweet red wine

Sweet red wine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Youth is the best days in a life. Days are long. Love is possible.                                    Sweet red wine It was early fall. The sweet new… Continue reading

Rate this:

Wildest Dreams

Originally posted on Confessions of an Island Girl:
What is knowing when not knowing? What is sensing, when not factual? What is feeling when it stands in the face of logic? Perhaps this…

Rate this:

I need a long vacation-Ride

Ride A Poem by Coyote Poetry Lana Del Rey song and energy. Make me wish to break free and celebrate being alive. Ride True freedom my friend is dancing with the wind. Singing… Continue reading

Rate this: