Morning glory..
Morning glory A 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… Continue reading
Morning glory A 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… Continue reading
The road called me. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I’m tire of same places and faces. I need the road. The road called me.. I’m tire, so damn tired. Somehow I got lost.… Continue reading
The good path A Poem by Coyote Poetry We learn with age. What we truly need. The good path.. Where do I go from here? I have made a thousand right and wrong… Continue reading
The raging water.. I see your bare skin laying alone and I’m writing though-out the night just words into the stream of the internet, forgetting the once powerful need for your body near.… Continue reading
Katie write A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words can be magic, can be visions of beauty and can make us dream. Katie write.. Painted words are what the writer understand. Wisp and grasps… Continue reading
Whispers in the dark A Poem by Coyote Poetry Things never touched can haunt us more than what was done. Written in 1980.) Whispers in the dark.. I lay on cold sheets not… Continue reading
The altar of a kind love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Needed a poem for love. The altar of a kind love.. Starry nights and the warm summer daysallowed two lovers to be… Continue reading