Utopia of the pen and the paper…
Utopia of the pen and the paper. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Last freedom is the mind. Can’t control the mind completely. Always hope hiding somewhere. Utopia of the pen and the paper…… Continue reading
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Broken promises and forgotten places…
Broken promises and forgotten places A Poem by Coyote Poetry A wise man accept responsibility for his actions. Broken promises and lost places… I remembered we had dreams of being barefoot in wildflowers fields and… Continue reading
Like a whisper…
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 world ends.Not with… Continue reading
Last person standing…
Last person standing A Poem by Coyote Poetry Not a happy prose poem. A poem to create logic and question my friend. Last person standing.. I had a bad dream. A realistic dream.… Continue reading
Where the wild roses grow and a amazing Kylie and Nick Cave song.
Where the wild roses grow.. – I have known… I have danced with the sea.I have stood on the great mountains surrounded by the free clouds.I have found the devil and I… Continue reading
First wish, last wish…
A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words never spoken. Burn the wanting heart. Last wish, first wish.. Those wishing well wishes and the butterfly kisses of memories.Leave me yearning for you dear lover. You… Continue reading
The pureness of my reflection..
The pureness of my reflection… Once we had the moon, the sun and the free road.You were my footprints into wild waters and secret places upon mountain where the cloudsdanced with us. Together… Continue reading