Who am I now? And a beautiful LeAnn Rimes song.
Who am I now? We are the same, we are different. I believe we want the same things and some of us want more and some of us want less. Some of us… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Writing
The Chelsea hotel…
A Poem by Coyote Poetry I went to New York a few times. I stayed in the Park and wrote poetry in the day and drank in the dark taverns at night. I like… Continue reading
Poesy.. Dryden quotes.
Poesy A Poem by Coyote Poetry Thank you Dryden for your poetry. Gave me reason to write today.” Poesy.. (For Dryden) True Poets dodge the fake-ness of fame.They allow praise to fall from… Continue reading
Reflection.. Write, write and write some more.
Reflection.. Writers and Poets write reflections like a painter uses his gentle strokes to create permanent images of lingering memories. Writers and Poets write of the impression of perfect sunrises and of the… Continue reading
A Lady vow..
A Lady vow.. 1- A lady vow, maybe true, maybe a lie? Her pretty words are just promises to be broken. Her gift of a smile, her gift of a sweet kiss. Maybe… Continue reading
Everything was you..
“Words become more important with time. Better to separate with kindness. No guarantee will meet again“ Everything was you… Waking up alone. Booze, blood and nothing is all I got. I have gone… Continue reading
The Nightingale song..
The Nightingale song.. The Ojibwa grandfather volunteered to watch the five grandchildren and he took them to the big water. He told them if you listen well, you can hear the nightingale songs… Continue reading
Give and take..
Give and take.. Pretty woman spoke of love and hate in the same sentence.I asked her. Did she know the different between love and hate? She downed her shot of Jack Daniels. She… Continue reading
The storm..
The storm A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can break you down and leave you empty and alone. The storm.. Love can be like a gentle rain or it can be like a thunderstorm… Continue reading