Sunshadow Coyote : Writing

Grasping the Lasting Day's Love

Grasping the Lasting Day's Love

A Poem by Sunshadow Coyote


When I have fears that I may cease to feed.Before my pen has felt my thoughtful brain,Before high-piled books, I plan to read,Held like rich man's mon..
To the Sea

To the Sea

A Poem by Sunshadow Coyote


Traveling faster than the speed of light She grabs my hand and we take flight. Below the city twinkles light, Larger than the sun and just as..
Connecting to Control

Connecting to Control

A Poem by Sunshadow Coyote


Gods hunt for mortal wives for a reason Connections can tame the fear and awe in people. Looking out my window I discover the world In a bl..
Forever is Never Long Enough

Forever is Never Long Enough

A Poem by Sunshadow Coyote


I’ll look into your eyes, Far into the ocean Forever Like a wall of stars We are right to fall Forever You’ll lo..
Who am I?

Who am I?

A Poem by Sunshadow Coyote


It's been years in the makingIn my skin I am shaking from the coldI am tired from the takingAnd my heart it won't stop breaking and I know...Moving fo..
nothing

nothing

A Story by Sunshadow Coyote


Life is just an illusion. I'm so numb, I am so alone. My heart is broken clean in two.Anditdoes notmatter at all. Nothing matters. They say you can ma..
Control is a Illusion

Control is a Illusion

A Poem by Sunshadow Coyote


My mind is my church, The church is haunting me. Feelings only a blind man can see. You explain to friends feelings of a stranger. When yo..
Rose Buds and Burning Plains

Rose Buds and Burning Plains

A Poem by Sunshadow Coyote


Red and crimson.Touching and breathing.Everything covered in sweet dew.Lovelyand poisonous.Poundingand stress.Message notreceived.Crashing and burning..
The Warrior (inspired by a friend)

The Warrior (inspired by a friend)

A Poem by Sunshadow Coyote


The trajectory is set, the wind is accounted for,The steady breathing of the warrior is running through his core.He sees the doe grazing,gnawingat the..
The Road Most Traveled

The Road Most Traveled

A Poem by Sunshadow Coyote


When two roads diverge in a yellow wood, Do you take the one less traveled? Most people would. Then wouldn’t the road less traveled, becom..

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