Laugh, dance and know love
My dear Grandfather told us often. Don’t come into my house with anger. My house is the home of love. Leave your problems outside the door and please sit with me and talk.… Continue reading
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“I like to see the eyes”
I like to see the eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry When we truly can see. The eyes allow us into true places and mystery. I like to see the… Continue reading
One people
One people A Story by Coyote Poetry Just words One people Who remembered the people who once lived in the dead cities? Bombs, war and soldiers torn apart once great cities. Where did… Continue reading
I won’t cry
I won’t cry. A Poem by Coyote Poetry New poetry. I won’t cry My father told me. Men don’t cry. We accept life-like good soldiers and stand tall in the hard days. I… Continue reading
“The lines in the sand.
The lines in the sand. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Come a time where we must decide what we truly need. The lines in the sand Two people had reached the… Continue reading
“Some days are perfect”
Some days are perfect Wine, dance and the song. The good days are long and sweet. The tasty and sweet wines open the doors to new friendships and possibilities. New songs are written… Continue reading
“I miss nothing”
I miss nothing In and out we played. Digging deep into wanting flesh. We were cutting and bleeding for passion that need we could not fulfill or make content. You were my Joan… Continue reading
Dear Amie
Dear Amie (Denying love rewards leave you with great reward) Sweet words once whispered by an ancient Poet. Dear Amie. Sweet and kind Poet. All of us hold madness, anger and regret. The… Continue reading
Write, write and write some more
Write, write and write some more A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words are powerful. They create tears, laughter, happiness and sadness. Without the great word-men and word-women. What would we know and understand?… Continue reading
Don’t pray for the dead men. Pray for the live ones.
Don’t pray for dead men. Pray for the live ones. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Forget your personal tragedy. We are all bitched from the start and you especially have to… Continue reading