You are gone and I’m here. A Poem by Coyote Poetry No winner in war. Just shadows of people lost too soon. (A photo found unclaimed on Writer’s cafe. It was famous once. … Continue reading
Two out of three ain’t bad. I was sitting alone in a Austin tavern in 1996. Drinking long Island ice teas. Trying to get blinded. A old man dressed poorly ordered a water.… Continue reading
Originally posted on R.M. ENGELHARDT:
Poetry is much much more than all of the definitions, theories or explanations that you read or hear about everyday. Poetry is not just a form, a…
Break me and make me feel alive A Poem by Coyote Poetry Need to find new limits and places. The new dances make the old memories seem less painful. Break me… Continue reading
Originally posted on Charissa's Grace Notes:
Prelude: There is an indigo bunting outside my window singing in the moonlight streaming by a million miles an hour. But it is not the window on my mind…
A amazing writer. The work in many languages and artwork can steal you away to a better place. Please read and enjoy their work.
Originally posted on Hortus Closus:
Painting by Anna Razumovskaya You say you love me, I am not a young woman, Time whitens my hair. Will you love me till the end? The time is…
Like a whisper A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Like a whisper (This is the way the world ends. This is the way the world ends. This is the way the… Continue reading
Originally posted on Charissa's Grace Notes:
The birth of stars begins with death, begins with dark collapse in depths, and destructions mark a beginning, the birth of a star from collapse and crumble.They came…
Quiet echoes and secluded places A Poem by Coyote Poetry We will hold many penances for things done and missed. Quiet echoes and secluded places The coffee shop poet told the young… Continue reading
