When the sun kisses the moon..
“you taste like sunshine just like you’ve been kissed by the morning light and I was the darkness dancing with the stars carelessly, breathlessly and our lips meet softly. color creeping in the… Continue reading
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Listen to the wind…
Listen to the wind.. Find a valley where the kind wind can sing to you,stand in an apple tree orchard,touch an apple, taste the sweetness.Gifts, wonderful gift from Mother Nature. Go to the… Continue reading
Just a Black Velvet lullaby..
Just a Black Velvet lullaby… I wrote to a old journal in a Austin, Texas tavern in 1993. The poet don’t cry, he just write some more. Hemingway told us, we, who love… Continue reading
Love is like a flower garden..
Love is like a flower garden.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry (A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe forget sometimes to show love to the people who truly loved us.) Love is like a flower garden..… Continue reading
The Lake Huron song..
The Lake Huron song… Closed wounds can bleed again, no healing for true love lost. You and I, we were Summer wine and Lake Huron late night swim. You were the prettiest girl… Continue reading
The weeping willow..
The weeping willow.. Once we held love over all things. Love was holy and you were a blessing and a gift. Now like sleeping flower in the Winter. My feeble heart had forgotten… Continue reading
She danced barefoot by the Clinton River.
She danced barefoot by the Clinton River..A Poem by Coyote Poetry (Awakening my sleeping muse. She danced barefoot by the Clinton River..) A beautiful woman danced alone by the Clinton River, her feet allowing… Continue reading
Nature poetry…
Nature Poetry… The mountain range,standing strong and beautiful.Art for the people who love the open and free spaces.The free climbers love the hard climbs and unknown endings.Finding secret and unknown paths leading to… Continue reading
Poetry for the beauty of the trees.
Waterfall in big Surf. the trees A Poem by Coyote Poetry I had a tree poem in my head for weeks. I hope it is worthwhile to read. Trees BY JOYCE KILMER I think that… Continue reading