Heart on fire
Heart on fire A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Heart on fire My faithful heart had learned once again. Love was near and so damn sweet. Once we held a captive love… Continue reading
Heart on fire A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Heart on fire My faithful heart had learned once again. Love was near and so damn sweet. Once we held a captive love… Continue reading
Ojibwa Grandmother chant A Poem by Coyote Poetry I lost my Ojibwa Grandmother in 1981. I tried to be like her. Children must know freedom and not be afraid of life. Ojibwa… Continue reading
She wore flowers in her hair. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good memories get better with time. She wore flowers in her hair I have descended to scattered dreams and I lost… Continue reading
Dear Clinton, Michigan You told me often. Love wasn’t enough. The heart become too hidden with time and age. —— California isn’t enough I called you beautiful Jenny and I told you.… Continue reading
Bitter branches A Poem by Coyote Poetry J.B Harvey. Her poetic words made me want to write tonight. Bitter branches Old men are like ancient trees. Life will expand and multiply. They will… Continue reading
Love demand payment. Young soldiers with old eyes sat alone by the New Jersey Atlantic sea. Writing words upon old journal for few to see. He wrote words with many meanings. Reap what… Continue reading
Everything was you Waking up alone. Booze, blood and nothing is all I got. I have gone crazy. I have found peace in loneliness. You were my everything. I was your mountain… Continue reading
Wildflowers dream (For Brigitte) Young love, first love. Can expand too quickly. Leaving two people with no place to go. Love isn’t fair. Need the unities of two people living and dying for… Continue reading
She had Angels wings upon her back Her long auburn hair rolled down her long slender back. The tattoos Angel awoke secret dreams and nightmares. Her tattoos rolled down from soft neck to… Continue reading
The threshold A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can be given motivation by the words of great poets. Thank you Rene Salinas for loaning me a verse. “The threshold, wide and the appearance… Continue reading