Blue eyed girl…
The blue eyed girl A Poem by Coyote PoetryA old poem with a rewrite from 1992. I found a book with loads of unpublished poetry. From 20 years ago. I was free and mad.… Continue reading
The blue eyed girl A Poem by Coyote PoetryA old poem with a rewrite from 1992. I found a book with loads of unpublished poetry. From 20 years ago. I was free and mad.… Continue reading
Spin the bottle A Poem by Coyote PoetryThe game of youth get used without our permission with old age. Spin the bottle…. Old man sat alone. Told me. “Damn if you do. Damn… Continue reading
Sanctuaries of the sweet kiss and the embrace… A Poem by Coyote PoetryBest days of a life. When love is being born. Sanctuaries of the sweet kiss and embrace….. My beautiful enchantress. It… Continue reading
Bitter branches…. Old men are like ancient trees. Life will expand and multiply.They will sit on old porches and remember skeletons and blunders.The have learned profound knowledge and the texture of the body… Continue reading
The twisted dance of love. (written in 1988) A Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words. A rewrite from December, 1988. The twisted dance of love (Written in 1988) I lay beside you in the… Continue reading
Dreaming of Scotland A Poem by Coyote PoetryFor a sweet woman. I won’t forget. Dreaming of Scotland…. She was as pretty as a picture.Fate had brought her to me at a dark tavern… Continue reading
Powerful and wonderful poetry shared.
A amazing poem by a talented writer.
Originally posted on Seclusion 101 with AnneMarie:
My sister Lorraine sent me this post yesterday. I am not sure it is (all) advice that I would take but I think it is cool that…
Hands of stone… Life is hard. Gentleness is rare. We must work and work to keep up. My hands are tire and body holding pain, but life is fair my friend. Love make… Continue reading