“The sweetest things”
The sweetest things A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is simple. Respect people. Religion should be private. Stay positive. The sweetest thing I have seen so many mysteries and seen so much beauty.… Continue reading
The sweetest things A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is simple. Respect people. Religion should be private. Stay positive. The sweetest thing I have seen so many mysteries and seen so much beauty.… Continue reading
The lucky or the crazy? A Poem by Coyote Poetry I lived on the coastline of California for three years. No better place to be. The lucky or the crazy We danced… Continue reading
Cold blooded lover A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good song create good and bad places. Cold blooded lover She was a Irish beauty. Loved her whiskey and the dance. She had hair of… Continue reading
Sweet pleasure and rare delights A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to hold on to the good memories Sweet pleasure and rare delights Sweet pleasure, rare delights. Some dreams should not be… Continue reading
Strangers, trains and planes A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people can’t be held down. Freedom is too valuable. Strangers, trains and planes She called my from Paris. She whispered I will be… Continue reading
No regret A Poem by Coyote Poetry Bad days become less painful with time and distance. No regret… I stopped in Ann Arbor in June, 2000. I like to swim in old… Continue reading
Fire, the flames and you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people can inflame us. Fire, the flames and you You are my river of joy. My muse in the mist of confusion.… 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
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
Trying to lose your memory A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry written in 1992 Trying to lose your memory I tried to find peace and calm in the coffee houses of… Continue reading