Who are we? What did I become??
We become, whom we suppose to be. Who are we? What did I become? The poet wrote into a journal.“Pride, Envy, Gluttony, Lust, Anger, Greed,… Continue reading
We become, whom we suppose to be. Who are we? What did I become? The poet wrote into a journal.“Pride, Envy, Gluttony, Lust, Anger, Greed,… Continue reading
Sanctuaries of the sweet kiss and the embrace… A Poem by Coyote PoetryBest days of a life. When love is being born. Sanctuaries of the sweet kiss and embrace….. My beautiful enchantress. It… Continue reading
The last man standing A Poem by Coyote PoetryNot a happy story. A story to create logic and questions my friend. The last man standing… Last person standing…. (Will the last man… Continue reading
Two shots of happy, one shot of sad…. I painted pretty pictures for us, I made landscape of perfect and beautiful places. But we danced on the thread of real words. We were… Continue reading
We don’t want to fight no-more. Once brave boy believed war would save our world. The brave boy became a man. He fought for a Government who would forget him after the battles… Continue reading
Truth or dare A Poem by Coyote PoetryTake no chances. Have no adventures. Truth or dare… Life, my friend. A odd game that no-one can win.I do like the game of truth or… Continue reading
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
Remembering the fragrance of Winter I had lived the soldier life. The warm days of Spring did not bring love. The lucky sought the rendezvous with the sweetness of love when the days… Continue reading
Love is a careless child Her skin whiter than Winter snow and her trembling lips of soft pink tempted the fearless man. His boldness lacked the confident of his youth. He had learn… Continue reading
Pretty Jen Was I running toward you or running from you?You were so damn pretty and so confused.I loved… Continue reading