Old soldier…
Old soldier… A Story by Coyote Poetry Only Soldiers understand what another soldier had saw and felt. Strangers to war and violence cannot understand. When you are near death for too long. You appreciate… Continue reading
Daily Archive: February 7, 2022
The heartstrings…
The heartstrings A Poem by Coyote Poetry Real love become beautiful music The heartstrings… She poured the sweet red wine into her Grandparent borrowed wine glasseswith soft and tender hands. Her eyes of river… Continue reading
Searching…
Originally posted on Imaya:
For the longest time I felt like I didn’t have a purpose or something significant to do with my life. I’d try anything, trying to figure out what I’m…
You can’t go back….
You can’t go back to…. I wanted everything and I wanted nothing. You held me so tightly. Made me feel so loved and so needed. I was fleeing love when the flame was… Continue reading
The twisted dance of love….
The twisted dance of love. (written in 1988) A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. A rewrite from December 1988. The twisted dance of love… (Written in 1988) I lay beside you in… Continue reading
You cross my mind in the midnight hours…
The dance… Love is a wild dance.Make us hold on tightly deep into the midnight hour.Holding the embrace and honoring the sweet kiss.The breaking dawn begin to create separation.The once perfect dance because… Continue reading