“No take-backs my dear friend”
No take-backs my dear friend. Young man in the dark tavern told the bar Poet. I broke a woman heart and I spoke cold and heartless words, I should of never said. The… Continue reading
Category Archive: life
“Looking for my Agnes”
Looking for my Agnes Hemingway wrote of his Agnes. A love, who saved him and left him. Hemingway learn. Love in war, just gifts of the survivors. We must go home. Took… Continue reading
The color red
(Il problema è che mi ci immergo troppo, in tutto. Nelle canzoni, nelle promesse, nelle persone.) D. C. coyotepoet The color red Once my life was, dark and colorless,… Continue reading
The sins of our father’s.
(My father and my daughter. 1996.) Sins of our father’s. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can learn kindness from living and seeing hate and violence. Father’s eyes and anger Is my Father’s… Continue reading
Blinded, but not dead yet
Blinded, but not dead yet. (Old poem from 6 July 1993. Must go to the bottom of the barrel to be able to see the light. Now I see chances to do good… Continue reading
I love you, I love you, I love you’
I love you, I love you, I love you I wanted new wars and adventure. You wanted my hands in your hands. Someone to hold you tightly in the coldness of… Continue reading
Diamond and gold’
Diamonds and gold I held wealth and traveled to the four corners of our world, I lost and gained love, I thought I knew what life and love was. I wear an old… Continue reading
“She’s crazy”
She’s crazy I was like my father, I believed. I needed the whiskey and the gin. And I loved the women too. I believe I was a rolling stone who wanted the long… Continue reading
Remembering the fragrance of Winter’
Remembering the fragrance of Winter A Poem by Coyote Poetry A story Remembering the fragrance of Winter I had… Continue reading
One more time my love
One more time my love In sweet dream, I paint on a empty canvas, the beauty of your face, the softness of your lips. We were world apart and once, we try to… Continue reading