The twisted dance of love..
The twisted dance of love. (written in 1988) A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. A rewrite from December 1988. The twisted dance of love… (Written in 1988) I lay beside you in… Continue reading
Daily Archive: February 8, 2025
You can’t go back..
You can’t go back to…. I wanted everything and I wanted nothing. You held me so tightly. Made me feel so loved and so needed. I was fleeing love when the flame was… Continue reading
Old soldier..
Old soldier… A Story by Coyote Poetry Only Soldiers understand what another soldier had saw and felt. Strangers to war and violence cannot understand. When you are near death for too long. You appreciate… Continue reading
Love and hate…
Love and hate A Poem by Coyote PoetryA old poem from 1978. Youth allowed the mind to ponder without fear of failure. Love and hate… Sitting by the Monterey bay alone.Thinking about a missed… Continue reading
Angel dancing, too close to the earth..
Angels dancing, too close to the earth… Pretty wishes, deadly journeys led me to the Austin, Texas sun and you. Till I met you. I saw grey skies only and the drink was… Continue reading
My great love..
My great love … I told the young writer, we shall have many great loves. Many women will steal our heart, make us want everything and more. But there are those maidens, who can… Continue reading
Paris, London, Basel or Barcelona..
Paris, London, Basel or Barcelona…. We were wanderlust, whiskey kisses and sleeping till noon. We loved clotheless mornings and afternoon meals. We loved loud music and we loved the sea. I would tell… Continue reading