I hate you; I love you. And amazing dance video by Sara and Reda.
I hate you; I love you. I try to escape you; I try to flee your memory. I repeat secret words in hidden places in my mind. I hate you; I love you.… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Poem
Bad love. And music by lovely Lindsey Stirling.
Bad love. I felt the darkness of the night overtaking the lights of the day. Stealing away the gentleness that is left in me. The once sweet memories had turn to a cancer.… Continue reading
Ride. I am ready for a long road trip.
(I am tire of being locked-in. I need the lakes, the parks and the forest.) Ride. Locked doors, fixed schedules and somber life. Once wild beast can die and forget. Life is open… Continue reading
Waiting for a miracle.
Waiting for a miracle. I remember you, I remember us. You were my wild and untamed lady, and I was running to you, and I was running away from you in the same… Continue reading
The city of lights or anywhere.
The city of lights or anywhere. (I am tire of being locked-in. I need a vacation to anywhere.) We sat drinking the American whiskey in a Paris tavern where Dear Hemingway drank his… Continue reading
The coyote is dancing.
The Coyote is dancing. Once, locked-up man knew the solace and the mercy of the kind lakes. Once, the free man danced with the stars and the moon. In the mist of the… Continue reading
You get, what you deserve.
You get, what you deserve. We steal, we borrow, we loan and we want more, we want less. Pretty feet, soft and tender legs I kissed softly, and I looked in her eyes.… Continue reading
Are we teaching hate or are we teaching love?
Are we teaching hate or are we teaching love? A Poem by Coyote PoetryMy morning thoughts. When we teach our children love and hate in the same conversation. Did we teach the children well?… Continue reading
The daylight fading.
The daylight fading. Once the kindest woman in Texas weaved me a safe place to be. Dearest Jayne used to hold me tightly and she sang songs of love to me late into… Continue reading
I need a wild heart.
I need a wild heart. 1- Love made me live. Beautiful woman told me. We need to bathe in the quiet and sweetness of love.Love will come when love wants.The movement of love… Continue reading