One of my favorites-Bitter branches
Bitter branches A Poem by Coyote Poetry J.B Harvey. Her poetic words made me want to write tonight. Bitter branches Old men are like ancient trees. Life will expand and multiply. They will… Continue reading
Bitter branches A Poem by Coyote Poetry J.B Harvey. Her poetic words made me want to write tonight. Bitter branches Old men are like ancient trees. Life will expand and multiply. They will… Continue reading
Imagine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to wander and imagine a better place to be Imagine “A Poet is one who believes and one who cannot bring himself to believe” Tadeusz… Continue reading
Love showed me madness I remember you. We feasted on the need of the body once. We didn’t care about tomorrow. Dead night held us tight and safe. We try to grind our… Continue reading
My dear Beatrice A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poem written on 16 December 1992. Rewritten today. My dear Beatrice She told me. “Johnnie become like the dancing waves. Wild and free.… Continue reading
True splendor A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words True splendor Thank you Tumblr and mahafsoun True splendor My timeless beauty. My wild and uncontrolled dream. You are my forbidden wish. My secret… Continue reading
Love demand payment The gentle lover whispered. Remember me and I will remember you. We are creatures of delight. Need torrent nights and warm morning kisses. She began to shave my face. Her… Continue reading
Ashtrays, whiskey and the pen I loved downtown Austin, Texas. No-one is a stranger. Just people seeking good booze, music and opportunity. I like the comfort of a cigarette, Jack Daniels and time… Continue reading
Song of the dead and the song of the living. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A combination of memories and places Song of the dead and the song of the living.… Continue reading
I cannot forget you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words I cannot forget you (A old poem written on 18 Feb 1993 with a re-write.) My sweet and kind friend. Please… Continue reading
The stranger song Houses built on sand will sink. Love built on false hope will not endure. Desperate love, passionate love is just release for the sake of the body and not the… Continue reading