Need a story. The Raven and the Coyote
The Raven and the Coyote A Story by Coyote Poetry A story. Some of my Ojibwa heritage coming out. The Raven and the Coyote The Raven watched the moon. Her interest awoken… Continue reading
Never Ordinary
Originally posted on Life With Catnip:
?? Poetry of humanity, Of desire and insanity, Well then, shall we dance? Oh, sire of my vanity. But, I should tell you I am no man;…
Just words
Just words A Poem by Coyote Poetry Write, write and write some more. Our words outlast our memory. There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and… Continue reading
The cost of peace. A very costly payment. July 4rd. is coming. Time to appreciate freedom.
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
My Texas poetry. Two out of three ain’t bad.
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
WHAT IS POETRY? POETRY IS YOU
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
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
In Arpeggio Miles
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…
Una donna può morire perché il cielo è vuoto ” YENIAY-MUESSER “
A amazing writer. The work in many languages and artwork can steal you away to a better place. Please read and enjoy their work.
Time
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…