Around and around we go..
Around and around we go. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is chance and opportunity. Better to be kind and hope for a good ending. Around and around we go.. Around and around… Continue reading
Monthly Archive: March, 2025
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Ancient floors..
Ancient floors.. In the mirrors of time.Old windows may never be closed. Surging memories and regret leave us wishing we were kinder and better.The broken roads leave me spiraling in the memories of… Continue reading
Torn Angel..
Torn Angel.. My broken Angel.Please smile for me.Stay with me at the sea all night. Your world has fallen apart.You don’t know right from wrong.Desperate acts had left you feelingdirty and insulated from… Continue reading
We loaned and we borrowed kisses..
We loaned and we borrowed kisses. .. Once upon a time, dear Mary. I held you. Your nude body against my body and I remember the softness of your brown eyes. We were… Continue reading
I hope your days be bright and love will be near you always..
I hope your days be bright and love will be near you always.. She was the Gypsy girl, Monterey Bay dancer. She would gather her friends and they would find the sea. They… Continue reading
The old man songs..
Old man..Standing by dirt and gravestone.I whispered I miss you my grandfather.I have become you.Your words have became my words.Thank you dear friend. I love you..I love you,I love you,I need you.Forget… Continue reading
Nothing compare to you..
A Poem by Coyote Poetry I found some short poetry from 1989. I hope you like. Dreams..I could of touched every dream. My sweet dreams went fleeting away,when you did not love me… Continue reading
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 waltz..
The Waltz A Poem by Coyote Poetry The ocean and love create emotions and passion that stay with us forever. The Waltz.. We were doing a waltz upon the beach. The waves were the orchestra… Continue reading
Two out of three ain’t bad..
Two out of three ain’t bad.. I was sitting alone in a Austin tavern in 1996.Drinking long Island ice teas.Trying to get blinded. A old man dressed poorly ordered a water.Bartender gave him… Continue reading