Broken promises and forgotten places A Poem by Coyote PoetryA wise man accept responsibility for his actions. Broken promises and lost places… I remembered we had dreams of being barefoot in wildflowers fields… Continue reading
My grandfather told me often. The roses in his garden. Once roses in the King of England garden and we were bastard children of a prince. His grandmother was send to the USA… 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 is a sigh that… Continue reading
Don’t ask for less A Poem by Coyote PoetryIn life. Better to dream big than to wallow in things not touched or reached. Don’t ask for less… Echoes of memories and voices dances… Continue reading
I like to see the eyes A Poem by Coyote PoetryWhen we truly can see. The eyes allow us into true places and mystery. I like to see the eyes…. I don’t like… Continue reading