Pretty face, don’t mean pretty heart…
Pretty face, don’t mean pretty heart…. She was so damn pretty and she moved through life like a panther in the free forest on the hunt.Her eyes were black as coal and her… Continue reading
Monthly Archive: December, 2021
The gin and juice lullaby….
The gin and juice lullaby…. Once we stripped bare naked and we showed real face and real skin.You were fire and I was water.My greed was to steal everything I could. We… Continue reading
Some of us are still catching up to what we are.
Originally posted on Purplerays:
https://john-coyote.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/12/fb_img_1639085328218.jpg . We do not become healers.We came as healers. We are.Some of us are still catching up to what we are. We do not become storytellers.We came as…
We are One
Originally posted on subtext:
https://john-coyote.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/12/getty_153081592_970647970450075_79973.jpg How do we maintain a balance between apart and a part? Lean too far one way, one lose’s humanity, too far toward the other, and one loses one’s…
Prompt
Originally posted on subtext:
https://john-coyote.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/12/todays-lesson-500×286-1.jpg Write what you know. Write what’s in front of you. The obvious obviously: Pay Attention! The world is around you; You are in the world. (December 10, 2021)
Gypsy soul…..
Gypsy soul….. Once, I walked in the clouds, The highest Honduras mountains, I stood upon. I was a… Continue reading
The gales of Winter….
The gales of Winter…. Lake or sea, the mighty water never sleeps. When the sea is quiet, the lake is resting. Danger is near. I believe, all of us, are like the long… Continue reading
Dreams, wishes and whispers….
Dreams, wishes and whispers. A Poem by Coyote PoetryBeautiful faces and beautiful places appeared making you wish for different decisions and better endings. Dreams, wishes and whispers… Old age make us ponder thoughts… Continue reading
If I was the king of the forest…
IF I was the king of the forest. A Poem by Coyote PoetryOld memories and old dreams. If I was the King of the Forest…. American Soldiers drinking with boisterous and loud German… Continue reading
Vinegar and sweet wine…
Vinegar and sweet wine… Did I thank you my beautiful and sweet Brigitte?I’m leaving on a plane very soon for my real home.You came back into my life to say goodbye.You are sitting… Continue reading