Concern, kindness and love
Blind to world sorrow. Deep in self-need. What do we become? A life with knowing love, without the balance of charity and concern for our world. We were just strangers living with blindness… Continue reading
Category Archive: coyote poet
Wrote in 1978-If I was the king of the forest.
If I was the king of the forest. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and old dreams. If I was the King of the Forest. American Soldiers drinking with boisterous and… Continue reading
“Let it be”
Let it be A Poem by Coyote Poetry Let it be. Old man sitting alone. Sitting on the cliffs of Pacific Grove. You can see the Pacific ocean forever. Miles of the beautiful… Continue reading
One sweet wish
One sweet wish A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old poem with a rewrite. Written in Jan 1993 One sweet wish Was a Austin, Texas hot Summer night. Pretty women wearing shorts… Continue reading
One of my favorites-Spin the bottle
Spin the bottle A Poem by Coyote Poetry The game of youth get used without our permission with old age. Spin the bottle Old man sat alone. He told me. “Damn if… Continue reading
“You are my ocean”
You are my ocean A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words amamira amamira: Joanna Beal(Thank you Tumblr) You are my ocean My first love was the sea. Uncontrolled and free. I danced with… 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… Continue reading
“The storm”
The storm A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can break you down and leave you empty and alone. The storm Love can be like a gentle rain. It can be like a… Continue reading
“The canvas of love”
The canvas of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry True love is real art. We must use our imagination, draw out plans. Touch with gentle movements create emotion that will expand to great… Continue reading
I miss you my friend
War seldom enters but where wealth allures. John Dryden War is a trade of kings. John Dryden Every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired, signifies in the final sense… Continue reading