“The sheep and the wolf”
The sheep and the wolf The man lifts his bottle of cheap wine, telling the passing people. “You can’t go back after the words are spoken to cut down a sweet love.” The old man didn’t… Continue reading
The sheep and the wolf The man lifts his bottle of cheap wine, telling the passing people. “You can’t go back after the words are spoken to cut down a sweet love.” The old man didn’t… Continue reading
The raging water I see your bare skin laying alone and I’m writing though-out the night just words into… Continue reading
Originally posted on The Paths of the Spirit:
If you are the sea then I am the moon pulling your distance into my nearness
First words, last words A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words can have great power. False words can brake a heart forever. Word of true love can make us desire the moon and the… Continue reading
Dreaming of Texas A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to have had danced many dances and knew a lot of laughter. A good life isn’t the money in the bank. It is the… Continue reading
The Water, Sky and the Earth. chapter six A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Part six of four Native Americans looking for a reason to be alive. The Water, Sky and the Earth… Continue reading
Why do we write story and poetry? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old wise saying. “Nothing good to say. Say nothing.” Poetry, my dear friends, is a sacred incarnation of a smile. Poetry… Continue reading
Only you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry of love Only you I drank in the beauty of river clear blue eyes. I watched you dance on the almost empty beach… Continue reading
Cigarettes, sweet wine and you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old places become better with time Cigarettes, sweet wine and you I sat and waited with my Poet friend. I was the… Continue reading