Rare times in life we tell the truth. “Anything goes.”
Anything goes. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Days of your roaming the Texas bars. Left me with some good memories. Highway 35 had many good places to rest. Warning This Poem is rated… Continue reading
Anything goes. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Days of your roaming the Texas bars. Left me with some good memories. Highway 35 had many good places to rest. Warning This Poem is rated… Continue reading
Worn and torn love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some memories leave permanent scars. Warning This Poem is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers under 18. Worn and torn love… Continue reading
My great love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Pain of love lost must disappear into the wind. My great love Do we support to love but once?Where have my ancient lovers gone?… Continue reading
Peace and calm A Poem by Coyote Poetry Too much violence and hate. Who will show us the way to peace? A prayer for peace and calm I pray daily God is… Continue reading
Sweet pleasure and rare delight. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some memories become sweeter with time. Sweet pleasure and rare delights Sweet pleasure, rare delights. Some dreams should not be touched. They burn… Continue reading
Daughter will graduate today Grandchildren keep me wanting more days upon the earth. Little girl growth up. All we can do is pray for a happy ending. Time goes… Continue reading
I have loved and I lost myself A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem for love. I have loved and lost myself Do you know how it feels to be upon a… Continue reading
Purgatory Inn and no place to go. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories get better with time. Purgatory Inn and no place to go. I have the long Island ice tea fresh… Continue reading
So beautiful A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry. Good dreams. So Beautiful (Written 6 April 1980) As beautiful as a early morning sunrise. As bright as a full moon that light up… Continue reading
Bittersweet goodbye A Poem by Coyote Poetry Goodbyes are necessary. Need closure to all things. Bittersweet closure “I walk up to her house. I celebrated one year with this young woman. In… Continue reading