Like this. And amazing verbal poetry by Tilda Swinton.
Like this. Part three.A Poem by Coyote Poetry We must be like a butterfly. Dance with the wind freely and bravely. Like this. Part… Continue reading
Like this. Part three.A Poem by Coyote Poetry We must be like a butterfly. Dance with the wind freely and bravely. Like this. Part… Continue reading
( I was dream writing again. I wrote some poetry prompts. ) 1- You came to me in a kind dream. Your smile in full bloom and your eyes. As beautiful as the… Continue reading
Go all the way. Don’t give in, don’t give-up.If you dream. Dream big.Life is ours to test. We must test life, love many and see the beauty of our world. Find the sea,… Continue reading
You are my poetry. Forlorn love, treasured memories. You used to read poetry to me by the candle light. You were my heavenly voice, sweet songs when life became too hard. Once we… Continue reading
Dead flowers. I came to you with some Tennessee whiskey and a small plant with rosemary trying to grow. I sat on your porch, waiting for you. I wanted to see your morning… Continue reading
Like this. 1- If someone ask you. Is love real? Tell them hold a small baby and watch their face. Watch their eyes and see the energy of hope in their eyes. The… Continue reading
I will sing the blues for you.. Johnnie be good, Johnnie be bad andJohnnie dancing alone to the Jazz. The words sweet, tempting and so true.My baby left me, I’m so damn alone.Now… Continue reading
Like this.. 1- If someone ask you. Is love real? Tell them hold a small baby and watch their face. Watch their eyes and see the energy of hope in their eyes. The… Continue reading
All the way…. Don’t give in, don’t give-up.If you dream. Dream big. Life is our’s to test. We must test life, love many and see the beauty of our world. Find the sea,… Continue reading
Where are you Abigail? Johnnie is lonely.Loneliness is okay.Love rare, love sweet.Never forgotten.You can’t catch dreams.Coyote drinking and dancing alone. Dancing Coyote