Broken bones and unkempt promises
Broken bones, unkempt promises A Poem by Coyote Poetry This poem had been dancing in my head for days. I hope you enjoy. Broken bones, unkempt promises Fools’ dances in wishes and… Continue reading
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A poem for spring. “She wore flowers in her hair”
Thank you Tumbr. She wore flowers in her hair. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good memories get better with time. She wore flowers in her hair I have descended to scattered dreams… Continue reading
The Water, Sky and the Earth. Chapter six. Silent Bobcat/Dark moon
The Water, Sky and the Earth. chapter six A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Part six of four Native Americans looking for a reason to be alive. The Water, Sky and the Earth… Continue reading
Struggle Songs, by Agnes Torok
Originally posted on Lewis Brown:
https://soundcloud.com/agnes-torok/struggle-songs Agnes Torok, ladies and gentlemen! The Swedish performance poet with a warm heart and a sharp tongue. Check out her growing portfolio of spoken word loveliness here: https://soundcloud.com/agnes-torok…
Dreaming of Texas
Dreaming of Texas A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to have had danced many dances and knew a lot of laughter. A good life isn’t the money in the bank. It is the… Continue reading
”If I should have a daughter” by Sarah Kay.
? ”There’s nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline, no matter how many times it’s swept away” ? And I’m just quoting this one, ’cause if…
Happy Mother’s day to all the mothers on wordpress. “Mother didn’t blink”
Mother are our protectors. They are the teacher of love and kindness. Mother love and kisses are never forgotten. Mother didn’t blink A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime in a life we must… Continue reading
The Water, Sky and the Earth “Little Wolf story.”
The Water, Sky and the Earth ” Little Wolf story” Chapter five A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Part five. A journey of one woman. … Continue reading
Dandelions dreams
Dandelion dreams A Poem by Coyote Poetry Spring days bring hope. Dandelion wishes The Spring days are here.The dandelions are growing free and wild in the valley. The lovers hold the dandelion… Continue reading
Katie write
Katie write Painted words are what the writer understand. Wisp and grasps of sweet dreams are… Continue reading