The fray- the beginning…
(Fray-1 a : to wear (something, such as an edge of cloth) by or as if by rubbing : fret. b : to separate the threads at the edge of. 2 : strain, irritate … a botched new… Continue reading
Monthly Archive: February, 2022
The fray…. Lost and found.
The fray- Lost and found, dearest Luna – part three I saw her in the valley and I followed her. She walked slowly in the fray. The sky was bright orange and her… Continue reading
I am jealous of the sea…
I am jealous of the sea… A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some new words. I need a year in Monterey. I am jealous of the sea.. Was a beautiful Dust of the day coming… Continue reading
Please show me your real face….
Please show me your real face… I became the Austin City dark poet in 1993. I would advice the young writers and do minor edit on their work. Many of the college kids… Continue reading
Unity – not separation
Originally posted on Spiritual messages:
Until we understandThat we are all one big familyAll are in the same boatAll living on the same planetFighting against each otherHating each otherSeeing each other as enemiesSo…
First words, last words…
First words, last words A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words can have great power. False words can brake a heart forever. Word of true love can make us desire the moon and the stars. … Continue reading
The sparkle in your eyes…
The sparkles in your eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and old places. The sparkles in your eyes… I remember when the sparkles in your eyes could light up the world… Continue reading
You are gone and I’m here…
You are gone and I’m here. A Poem by Coyote Poetry No winner in war. Just shadows of people lost too soon. (A photo found unclaimed on Writer’s cafe. It was famous once. Don’t… Continue reading
No tears at my farewell…
No tears at my farewell A Poem by Coyote Poetry Enjoy life. Take every opportunity to tell someone you love them. No tears at my farewell… When my body becomes tiredThe blood doesn’t… Continue reading
Love is holy… A beautiful Kim Wilde song.
Holy as love…. —– Pretty woman dancing with me on the Belton, Texas dance hall floor on a Friday night.She told me. Honey, darling and my sweetheart.Love demands payment. Love is holy and… Continue reading