Her Gypsy heart..
Her Gypsy heart.. 1- Her eyes, clear blue like the sea,her voice, gentle and sweet.She told me,open the locked doors, wide.We decide if our life and journey is,a prison or an adventure to… Continue reading
Tag Archive: poetry
A letter.. Dear Amanda..
A letter- Dear Amanda.. I am writing you a letter. Just words to be read and I wanted you to know. You are my everything. You are my mystery to try to understand… Continue reading
Pain and lesson…
Pain and lesson… A thousand lessons deep. I learn too late, hold silence and listen. I lost many good people upon the road of living. I wished too late, to left brothers with… Continue reading
All the way…
All the way.. Don’t give in, don’t give-up. If you dream. Dream big. Life is our to test.We must test life, love many and see the beauty of our world.Find the sea, dance… Continue reading
Autumn, the falling leave.
Autumn, the falling leaves.. Once I ran away from sadness/heartbreak and I sought escape. The running man can’t run no-more. Once fearless man learn, love was vengeance, love would leave you bare and… Continue reading
Teach hate or teach love?
Teach hate or teach 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? Hate and love is… Continue reading
Please tell me a story…
Please tell me a story…… Lovely lady watching the sun rising from the east. Her wandering mind is dancing upon yesterdays deeds and today possibilities. I asked her. Pretty woman, please wrap your… Continue reading
Five line poetry or less..
Five lines poetry of less A Poem by Coyote PoetryEpic writer, attempting new places. 1- She told me, please be kind to me. Beautiful Sheena had a kind heart, a true heart. She whispered… Continue reading
The drunken poet song…
The drunken poet song.. 1- 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.… Continue reading
I am going home.. And a amazing Tim Minchin song.
I am going home.. Soldier boy, the running man. Received a phone call in the Winter of 1991, Grandpa is gone, he loved you and he missed you. He told his kind sister,… Continue reading