Must know misery to appreciate life.—Angels, muses and sirens
Angels, muses and sirens. A Story by Coyote Poetry There are good and bad death. I recommend you pick the proper one. Angels, muses and sirens. “Death did not beat me. I… Continue reading
Monthly Archive: September, 2015
One of my teachers. Ernest Hemingway
Ernest Hemingway A Poem by Coyote Poetry A great writer lost too soon. Ernest Hemingway When I was young. I wanted to be like Ernest Hemingway. He found peace in war, tropical… Continue reading
Gardener
Originally posted on Hortus Closus:
Painting by Harriett Sutcliffe We are gardeners We are here to sow the world With seeds of light. The love of our children Guides our careful hands.
One of my oldest and favorites.—-A mad man prayer
A mad man prayer A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can create a madness. A mad man prayer I woke up with your name on my lips. THE PHONE IS RINGING. I… Continue reading
Take chances. Can find the wrong things. When come a stranger
When comes a stranger A Poem by Coyote Poetry Death comes when she desired. Death come when he desires. I was last year man. I had it all. Beautiful house and a… Continue reading
Carved memories
Carved memories I found you holding the roses by the bedroom window. You were adoring the falling sun and waiting for the Autumn moon to rise. I sat with you and I… Continue reading