Daily Archive: November 9, 2023
Time will steal everything…
1- Time will steal everything we known and what we loved. We will grow old and we will forget, once we danced, once we loved to sing and once, we adored love. Time… Continue reading
A mother tears…
(Me and my children in 1996.) A mother tears. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Remembering my mother. Woman bare the glory and honor of protecting their children. Look into a eyes of a… Continue reading
The phone booth near the lake…
The phone booth near the lake…. I called you at midnight and I told you. I miss your voice and the nights seem colder without you. Please come to me. The Germany Winter… Continue reading
The cold of Winter is here. I need the comfort of the Spring days..
You are my treasure… A Poem by Coyote Poetry The cold of Winter is here. I need the comfort of the Spring days. You are… Continue reading
A wild bird…
A wild bird A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people need freedom. To lock them up. They will fade away and die. A wild bird… I saw the fear in her eyes.She told… Continue reading
Midnight rendezvous…
(Johnnie and Daniela in 1978.) 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… Continue reading
Blinded. But not dead yet…
Blinded. But not dead yet. (Old poem from 6 July 1993. Must go to the bottom of the barrel to be able to see the light. Now I see chances to… Continue reading