The New York city lights
The New York city lights. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter. Please enjoy” I left Iraq in the Winter of 1992. I was sent to Fort Dix, New Jersey. I took… Continue reading
The New York city lights. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter. Please enjoy” I left Iraq in the Winter of 1992. I was sent to Fort Dix, New Jersey. I took… Continue reading
I can show you God A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just thoughts and things to ponder on” I can show you God.. The great search for God is fruitless for some. I… Continue reading
When God laughs A Poem by Coyote Poetry I read Jack London book today “When God laughs.” It is a amazing book. Quotes and words from a amazing writer Jack London and… Continue reading
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 fakeness of fame. They allow praise to fall… Continue reading
The Medicine wheel A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old Native American wisdom. We need to gather as one people to save earth and all people. Wisdom of the Medicine wheel. (I have been… Continue reading
Mercy A Story by Coyote Poetry (A sad poem. We need more friends. More kindness.) Mercy… Young black man. 22 year old. He sat alone and ate alone in the mess hall for… Continue reading
Can’t take my eyes off you.. 1- Once we needed rooftop kisses and we loved midnights talk. We had the blessing of love kindness near. Tonight, I want us to drink some sweet… Continue reading
Softly we go. Softly we go, you and me. We had danced in many dangerous storms and we want more. Baby sweet, honey, my love. We need shoeless days, we need to hear… Continue reading
Please swirl me, one more time. 1- She told him. Please don’t forget me my love. Tonight we dance with the sea near and the sound of the ocean is our needed song.… Continue reading
Behold a beautiful rose. If we behold a beautiful rose, we adore the the shape of her petals. A beautiful rose will be born in early June and it will decay with time.… Continue reading
I wanna get back with you. The oldest man in the tavern. He drinks alone and he write dead-man poetry. Sometime in April, he remember a beauty. Was a warm late April day… Continue reading
A fairytale ending. Kind and sweet girl sat alone. Wishing for a better place, wishing for a memory. In her sweet dreams. Love was allowed to win. She wanted a fairytale romance, she… Continue reading
Nothing could stop me. I traveled 2500 miles to see your face and nothing could stop me. I arrived at your home. I kissed your hair, I kissed your neck and I kissed… Continue reading
You can’t catch the wind. 1- Her eyes were cold; her voice was just a whisper of hope. She told me. Dear Johnnie. You can’t catch the wind, and love is for the… Continue reading
Tuesday afternoon poetry. 1- Was just a kiss, was just a sweet memory. Maybe was the sweetest kiss? 2- Was just a Summer day, was a day of the sea and the dance.… Continue reading
1- Once a pretty Iron Mountain girl, we tasted love kiss, did slow dances for the moon and we reached for the midnight stars. She was a lovely wish, never forgotten. 2- I… Continue reading