Please stay with me my love
Please stay with me my love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Please stay with me my love Once upon a life. I knew us. Dear Suzy. You were so perfect. So… Continue reading
Category Archive: poem
Dear Michigan
Dear Michigan A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Dear Michigan —- Treasure memories Dark taverns, strong drink and I’m thinking of you. Pretty Austin, Texas girl with strawberry red hair sitting… Continue reading
“Nothing last forever”
Nothing last forever A Poem by Coyote Poetry We learn the value of words with life. Sometime words can be forgotten and dismissed. Nothing last forever (Written on March 6, 1989 I… Continue reading
“No shame in love”
No shame in love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love is everything. Everything is love. No shame in love (Received some motivation from Ben Jonson) I confessed to the lonely moon,… Continue reading
Humble and kind
Humble and kind A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Humble and kind The old man sat by the St. Clair shore lake and he watched his grandchildren run and play. He had… Continue reading
“Needing and bleeding”
Needing and bleeding A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love teaches us many things. Mainly hold on tight and be kind. Needing and bleeding I have lived and died in your arms.… Continue reading
Not reacting or accepting-We are part of the action
Not reacting or accepting- We are part of the action. –The Hollow Men Mistah Kurtz — he dead A penny for the Old Guy I We are the hollow men We are the stuffed men… Continue reading
Halie Loren and a poem.
Perhaps, perhaps my love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Perhaps, perhaps my love The night is long and the drink is cheap. The music is good and the design of the… Continue reading
“The raging water”
The raging water I see your bare skin laying alone and I’m writing though-out the night just words into the stream of the internet, forgetting the once powerful need for your body… Continue reading
“I remember you”
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