For sweet Kaitlyn Rose
For sweet Kaitlyn Rose A Poem by Coyote Poetry Death is hard. Harder when we lose the young children. Sweet Kaitlyn Piensa Think Ojos claros, serenos. Bright and serene eyes. Si antes supiera. If… Continue reading
For sweet Kaitlyn Rose A Poem by Coyote Poetry Death is hard. Harder when we lose the young children. Sweet Kaitlyn Piensa Think Ojos claros, serenos. Bright and serene eyes. Si antes supiera. If… Continue reading
Old dogs, children and watermelon wine Sitting alone by the California fault line in 1998. Almost forty and I felt old as the mountains I could see. My tire mind wondered what… Continue reading
The beautiful journey You have became my journey. I trace your skin from tender feet to perfect face. Trying to discover new places to caress and to know. You showed me the… Continue reading
Lilac wine —————————————————————————————– She whispered, maybe, maybe not. Let’s allow the lilac wine, to write the story for us. ——————————————————————————————- Life is many colors, we can paint her black, we can paint… Continue reading
Killer on the road (Blessed is the man who can learn peace and justice without shedding blood) A Poem by Coyote Poetry (What good and bad we do in a life. The scars will… Continue reading
The raging water I see your bare skin laying alone and I’m writing though-out the night just words into the stream of the internet, forgetting the once powerful need for your body… Continue reading
Like a whisper A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Like a whisper (This is the way the world ends. This is the way the world ends. This is the way the world… Continue reading
Dead flowers —————————————————————————————————————————————- Once we tried to catch the wind. We loved the California fault line and the Pacific. She loved the black velvet whiskey and I loved her. I always brought… Continue reading
Delicate wings Beautiful Liz, she allowed me in. Her word and beauty memorized me. Woman who strip down their true cover and show you what is hidden beneath clothing and fear. They are… Continue reading
Should I stay or should I go? Wild world and free road was my lover’s wishes, my pretty lady, never tamed, never honest, never true. I was her last stop and she… Continue reading