-Song of love
Song of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words and thoughts for today. I was reading the ancient writers today. Song of love Drunkenness in a reckless love, knowing the true fragrant… Continue reading
Song of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words and thoughts for today. I was reading the ancient writers today. Song of love Drunkenness in a reckless love, knowing the true fragrant… Continue reading
Flesh and bones A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is to be lived. Need to celebrate being alive. Flesh and bones (Need a positive poem. Life is to be celebrated. Each day is… Continue reading
_A thousand kisses deep A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words A thousand kisses deep We found love with the birth of September sweet wine and the Indian Summer of late October in… Continue reading
Two short poems A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. I hope you enjoy. Lingering I remember you. Those lingering kisses and your silken tender skin against me. Your love was holy… Continue reading
The ankle bracelet A Poem by Coyote Poetry Simple items can take us to good times and days. The ankle bracelet The defining of beauty is easy to describe. I have… Continue reading
Tears Rain A Poem by sharonlee (Real and powerful words by a talented writer. Please hit/tap her name above and find her words and thoughts.) plus art by Sharonlee Tears Rain when… Continue reading
Perhaps, perhaps my love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Perhaps, perhaps my love The night is long and the drink is cheap. The music is good and the design of the… Continue reading
I want to see you again. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good days become sweet dreams with time. I want to see you again. The powerful Pacific ocean hide the love stories… Continue reading
Souvenirs A Poem by Coyote Poetry The odd things we hold special in old age. Souvenirs. A old box filled with simple gifts. Shiny stones from the Big Surf. Sea shells from… Continue reading
Free bird A Poem by Coyote Poetry Ain’t no real freedom. Even the free bird need a place to rest. Free bird We built our love upon straw and paper. We didn’t know… Continue reading