The flight of love…
The flight of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love is very tender. We must walk softly upon the premises of how love need reminders. Forgotten and undeclared love can fade away to banished… Continue reading
The flight of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love is very tender. We must walk softly upon the premises of how love need reminders. Forgotten and undeclared love can fade away to banished… Continue reading
The dance A Poem by Coyote Poetry Many kinds of opportunities for the dance. A wise person is fearless in life. If you take no chances. You won’t know what you could of done… Continue reading
Beautiful Laura sat by the sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry Beautiful places and things can’t be forgotten. Beautiful Laura sat by the sea… I sat in a field of wildflowers.The scent of… Continue reading
Rear-end of a so-call true love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime little is better than none. Rear-end of a so-call love… She poured the tequila andshe told me I’m the only one. I… Continue reading
Raging emotions A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem for love and my favorite place. Raging emotions.. Long talks and strong coffee at the Monterey coffee shop.Bring lovers of the poetry together.Poets, writers… Continue reading
Short poems for nature. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to protect nature and the free animal of the earth and the sea. 1- Mother Earth Her dress is of the green… Continue reading
IF I was the king of the forest. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and old dreams. If I was the King of the Forest… American Soldiers drinking with boisterous and loud… Continue reading
The Angels don’t cry for me. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A very old poem. I learn you can’t be forgiven. Just to live with the foolishness. The Angels don’ cry for me… The… Continue reading
Her beauty has not blinded me.. She roamed like a old tom cat.Wearing her black clothing like a mask. She tied her hair up into a tight knot. She don’t look boyish. Her… Continue reading
I used to be A man is telling me of all his many deeds and accomplishments.I smile and listen.Pretend I care. I don’t believe in talking about the past.Today I am who I am.What matters… Continue reading