On the thread of a word…
There is no guarantees. We live on the thread of words. Hopingwe can find the forever lover to light up a life.” Promises made in the darkness of a night.Are hard to keep.… Continue reading
There is no guarantees. We live on the thread of words. Hopingwe can find the forever lover to light up a life.” Promises made in the darkness of a night.Are hard to keep.… Continue reading
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 dreamers… Continue reading
What is love? A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need the kindness of love near. What is love?… What is love? Love is the plant of peace. The place where the heart can glow.… Continue reading
She was a dancer… She was a dancer and I was the Monterey Irish Pub drunk. She could paint the sea, she could paint the forest and she could paint beautiful faces and… Continue reading