A Spring flower..
A spring flower A Poem by Coyote PoetryA poem for my story- poet’s love A Spring flower.. Was a Spring flower.So tall and so beautiful. Was a Spring flower.That reached for the sky.The sky… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Spring
First day of spring. My goddess of Spring.
My goddess and beautiful muse of Spring… ( A warm Spring day had arrived. I needed to feel the warm sun upon my face.) The cold of Winter fade away when I look… Continue reading
April come she will..
April come she will… March days are almost done. In two days, the day for Spring equinox. I am waiting for the warm days to make my spirit of hope to come alive.… Continue reading
Once we had the days of Spring..
1- Once we had the days of Spring.. I remember it was the first warm day of Spring in April 1977. She found me by the lake and she shared a beautiful smile… Continue reading
Was a Spring flower..
Was a Spring flower… So tall and so beautiful. Was a Spring flower.That reached for the sky andthe sky and the sun adored her. She would dance with the win andthe wind would… Continue reading
A Spring flower. In Michigan. Spring had sprung finally.
A Spring flower A Poem by Coyote PoetryA poem for my story- Poet’s love A Spring flower… Was a Spring flower.So tall and so beautiful. Was a Spring flower.That reached for the sky.The sky… Continue reading
Just a dance in the sky..
Just a dance in the clouds dear lover…. Once I knew wanderlust, I wanted to swim in the seven seas, I wanted to find sacred places in our world, I wanted to dance in… Continue reading
If you go away on a Spring day..
If you go away on the Spring day…. Once we loved the rain, the trains and the lazy days. We owned little and needed just enough. On Friday night we would go to… Continue reading
Lilac wine and a beautiful song from dear Sophia.
Lilac wine Pretty pictures are left now and now you are gone. I sit by the lilac trees and I’m smelling the lavender in the air. You were my Spring love, my Summer… Continue reading
I hope I make it till the Spring.
I hope I make it till the Spring… A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old poem. I learn I wasn’t important after second brother committed suicide in 1989. I learn to be kind to… Continue reading