‘The song of the living’
The song of the living The song of the living, the song of the dead Songs sung to celebrate life and death. I knew a Scotland beauty. She was… Continue reading
The song of the living The song of the living, the song of the dead Songs sung to celebrate life and death. I knew a Scotland beauty. She was… Continue reading
Parable of Celia A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Parable of Celia She sat alone by the peaceful lake. Her pale legs and bare feet being sun-kissed by the late Spring sun.… Continue reading
I knew how to sing once dear Julie Once I believe in love and I believed in the ambrosia of forever. When I drink my coffee late at night and I write.… Continue reading
See you again I have become cold and lonely in life and heart again, life seem to have crumble into a millions pieces and I don’t care to repair. Lonely road and… Continue reading
The kiss The hot days of Summer days were upon us. Youth, wine, song and Germany warm days were our blessings. We had the long Summer days to roam, talk and find new… Continue reading
Write on me The California Summer nights are here and you are with me my lover. I told the night stars, thank you for the sacred mornings awaking with you near and… Continue reading
Delicate wings (A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people are more tender than others) Delicate wings Beautiful Liz, she allowed me in. Her word and beauty memorized me. Woman who strip… Continue reading
You saved me You have saved me I remember sitting alone. Holding two brothers photos. Suicide was their escape from the cold and heartless world. Two Ojibwa/Mexican boys who saw… Continue reading
My great love Do we supposed to love but once? Where have my ancient lover’s gone? Chain of passion and spiritual journeys leave me with kind faces in dreams. … Continue reading
Folly Dead men don’t weep no more, stagnant life lead to deluded ending. Pretty things can hide the hidden truth, nothing gain-nothing lost. we can ascend and we can fall, Echoes… Continue reading