A wild bird.
A wild bird. I saw the fear in her eyes.She told me that “I love you.I need you.” But I’m afraid.Afraid of losing myself in a emotionwhere I won’t be able to escape.… Continue reading
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A wild bird..
A wild bird. I saw the fear in her eyes.She told me that, “I love you.I need you.” But I’m afraid.Afraid of losing myself in a emotionwhere I won’t be able to escape.… Continue reading
The trees. Three poems for the tree.
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 I shall never see… Continue reading
Beautiful portraits..
Beautiful portraits… I drew with my pen, beautiful places and beautiful faces to paper. I keep alive kind memories, I keep alive the memories of the ancient cities, I once saw. I create… Continue reading
Run with the wind. Dance with the sea. I need a warm day.
Run with the wind. Dance with the sea. A Poem by Coyote PoetryWhen life make us sad. Need to find reason and purpose. Run with the wind. Dance with the sea…. One year… Continue reading
I lift my eyes..
I lift my eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to open our eyes and find the good in each day.” I lift my eyes.. Barren cold and heartless world.Fear had tarnish… Continue reading
The Raven and the Coyote..
The Raven and the Coyote A Story by Coyote Poetry A story. Some of my Ojibwa heritage coming out.” The Raven and the Coyote.. The Raven watched the moon. Her interest awoken by… Continue reading
The raven and the coyote..
The beggar, just wanted a taste of her skin and her warm lips. The illusion of love near, made him believe, love was sweet, love was so good. Her whiskey kisses made his… Continue reading
A naked woman..
A naked woman (A wise artist once said. To see a nude woman is more wonderful then 1000 beautiful paintings in a museum.) I tell the young men.Go… Continue reading
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