My wildflower..
My raven hair beauty sitting in the valley of wildflowers. Her river blue eyes are swimming in the beauty of warm and perfect Spring days. I sat at her feet and I told… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Nature
My favorite place. Near the sea..
A Poem by Coyote Poetry Best place to be. Near the sea with good friends, music and free time. The sea.. I told her. Become like the sea. Move with the dancing waves,… Continue reading
Morning glory and a amazing Cat Steven song.
Morning gloryA Poem by Coyote Poetry “Good to open your eyes and see the glory of the new day and beauty near. “ Morning glory.. The smell of fresh coffee and pancakes cooking and… Continue reading
Two steps from hell. Secret Melody..
Two steps from hell- A secret melody.. He told the pretty British girl in the city of London. There is consequences for every action, we do. The fatality of youth, we believe. We… Continue reading
Divine Nature..
Divine Nature A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need long walks into the deep forest. Nature can show us we are just part of a living system that need cooperation of all of us… Continue reading
Behold a beautiful rose..
Behold a beautiful rose.. If we behold a beautiful rose, we adore the the shape of her petals. A beautiful rose will be born in early June and it will decay with time.… Continue reading
Where have the Ojibwa gone..
“Only when the last tree has died and the last river has been poisoned and the last fish been caught will we realize we cannot eat money.” “Treat the earth well: it was… Continue reading
Bad behavior and a beautiful Amanda Shires song.
Bad behavior.. Loveliest lady in Port Austin. She waited for no-one on the long pier into Lake Huron. I adored her auburn hair and her wild hazel eyes. She would find me sitting… Continue reading
A beautiful flower in Winter, you are.
A beautiful flower in the Winter, you are. I watched you dance alone to the morning song. You make me smile and I know. You are my Winter flower in the days of… Continue reading
The Big water. The Michigan great lakes.
The Big water.. 1- The stirring of the quiet night wake my sleeping spirit. I have roamed into the deep forest seeking some sort of peace. The grey owl watched me with his… Continue reading