-Heaven and hell
Heaven and hell A Story by Coyote Poetry Disappointment in love are lessons to prepare us for true love. Heaven and hell “We can die of fear and our heart be filled… Continue reading
Heaven and hell A Story by Coyote Poetry Disappointment in love are lessons to prepare us for true love. Heaven and hell “We can die of fear and our heart be filled… Continue reading
Trujillo A Poem by Coyote Poetry A long time ago I lived this story. I will go back one day to thank the people of Trujillo for showing me life can be good.… Continue reading
Bounded love. Till my last breath. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Children make us realize we are not so important. They give us hope and reason to be alive. Bounded love. Till my… Continue reading
I remember you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old thoughts and poetry I remember you You taught me what love was. You taught me what tenderness could be my Scotland beauty. You… Continue reading
Thankful I saw my face in the mirror at Chucky’s Cheese. I was surprised to see a old man looking back. I was fifty one years old. Holding my Grandson. His first birthday… Continue reading
Jennifer A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. I found the poem in a 25-year-old journal. Had to re-written. Jennifer I called my Jennifer from the pay-phone in downtown Monterey in early… Continue reading
I don’t remember how you look A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old thoughts and the desires to remember faces lost in time. I don’t remember how you look I don’t remember how… Continue reading
Bubbles and dreams in the wind A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Bubbles and dreams in the wind I work like a dog. My body is sore and I can barely… Continue reading
What we give with kindness and love will comes back to us. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A amazing video. Please watch. Kindness and love A good life is giving without the need… Continue reading
Diamonds and gold A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Diamonds and gold The rich man life and wish. He loved the value and the greed of the touch and caress of the… Continue reading