Ribbons and bows…
Ribbons and bows.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry With time we learn the real value of living. Ribbons and bows… Once I plunged into work and making money.I was led by the natural… Continue reading
Ribbons and bows.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry With time we learn the real value of living. Ribbons and bows… Once I plunged into work and making money.I was led by the natural… Continue reading
Wildflower dreams. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some memories are held forever. Wildflower dreams… I sit among the wildflowers.Growing where they desire and free.The sweet sense of the wildflowers takes me back to… 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
The brown eyed girl A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some woman make you wish you were young and free again. They bring to life the desire for you to want to be wild and… Continue reading
Vinegar and sweet wine.. Did I thank you my beautiful and sweet Brigitte?I’m leaving on plane very soon for my real home.You came back into my life to say goodbye.You are sitting between… Continue reading
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Three poems inspired by my returning to live in Ireland, the country of my ancestors: MY CLAN If I just sit still and listento the silence and…
Anything goes.. She sat next to me on the empty stool andher sweet perfume I breathe in.I gave her a big Michigan smile. She returned the smile.We talks and drank for hours.Her blue eyes… Continue reading
Midnight rendezvous… Woman are gifts to wise men. A wise Poet wrote “To see a nude beautiful woman is morewonderful then to see a thousand artistic painting.” My old heart and mind… Continue reading
Sweet whispers… The voice of leonard Cohen singing in the background. I read words from a beautiful woman.Sweet offering of love and emotion. I know women are gifts to a wise man.Passionate kisses… Continue reading