Arousing illusion
Arousing illusion A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need temptation to make us wish and expand want and need. Arousing illusion Old man told the kid sitting with him at the… Continue reading
Arousing illusion A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need temptation to make us wish and expand want and need. Arousing illusion Old man told the kid sitting with him at the… Continue reading
The sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry Best place to be. Near the sea with good friends, music and free time. The sea I told her. Become like the sea. Move with… Continue reading
I heard your song Muse, honored songstress. Sing the song. Writers write. Painters paint. Dancer must dance. We need song, words and beauty. Utopia my friend is simple. Need beautiful… Continue reading
Don’t make me sad. Don’t make me cry. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need good song. We need good times and laughter. Life moved too quickly. Don’t make me sad. Don’t make… Continue reading
Barefoot dreams A Story by Coyote Poetry Good places and friends make distance places good dreams in old age. Barefoot dreams I met the Sergeant Major nightly at the Bowling alley, dance… Continue reading
My wild Texas rose A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good song make us write. My wild Texas rose Kind mistress night brought her to me. The Austin, Texas bars brought people from all… Continue reading
The nectar of you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and very good places. The nectar of you She gave me gestures of kindness. Openly opening the door of friendship. Her… 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
A thousand kisses deep. Part two A Poem by Coyote Poetry Kisses my friend. Real gold of a life. A thousand kisses deep The doors are locked and window block by the… Continue reading
No shame in love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love is everything. Everything is love. No shame in love (Received some motivation from Ben Jonson) I confessed to the lonely moon, how… Continue reading