Originally posted on Lee D.:
https://john-coyote.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/09/98f4a7ddc8d3ab94723c9fa2b30227da.jpg When I stand, could you see me?Could you see my nakedness and declare it sleek?Could you perceive my soul and tell what my hidden pastures stream?Could you…
The Iron Mountain song. A Story by Coyote Poetry Sometimes, we find what we lost. The Iron Mountain song.. I have finished my journey and I drove to Iron Mountain. Been 30 years since… Continue reading
Longing, belonging and our secrets… Lover, lover, lover. Once we loved the long nights, once the wine tasted sweeter. Now our longing, belonging and our secrets, are bloody finger prints on a over-painted… Continue reading
A little mercy now.. My father never cried, he never complained about life. My father rarely smiled with the burden of life surrounding him. His body and heart gave up, in the struggle… Continue reading
Too poor to love you, lady midnight… We danced in the Belton, Texas dance hall and you smell of the wild flowers of Texas. You rested you head into my chest and I… Continue reading
Please hold my hands… Please hold my hands, please hold my heart. Please kiss me so softly and make me believe in the heaven mist. Let’s walk near the sea together and we… Continue reading
(We don’t need loud voice, more lectures. We need to know. Someone loved us, as-is. They love us in the good or the bad days. Kindness my friend. We must be.) Too late… Continue reading
I told her. Trouble, trouble. You can be. She told me, if you dance with the devil. She shall always lead. I told her, dear Amanda. The Raven and the Coyote must dance,… Continue reading
Outstanding poetry shared. Please read the work of the talented writer.
