Originally posted on Steps To Confidence:
https://john-coyote.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/07/20200624_152826_resized-3.jpg When it will be our time to goEither we take the highwayThe one way, or the wrong wayWe will go Should we die young or grow…
Coyote spirit A Poem by Coyote Poetry Last dream is freedom. When it is gone. What is left? Coyote spirit (In Native American Myth. The Coyote was the joker. Laugh at life and held… Continue reading
Young men dream and old men wish. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Age make us kinder and wiser. Must fall down many times to appreciate life. Young men dream and old men wish.… Continue reading
Bukowski, the poet.
Tempting fate I am walking in the rain, the cold March rain upon my rain. I am walking away from place of love turn black, I left a lady crying and alone.… Continue reading
Needed and wonderful words by a talented writer.
A wonderful story shared in the words.
Be quiet dear lover/ Quédate The sky is grey and the sun is hidden behind the rain clouds in the early morning. You and I had traveled to Palma, Spain. The Germany Winter… Continue reading
Originally posted on Laura Denise:
Between palms and pines, blinding rays get eclipsed by clouds, and in those moments, it is difficult to tell ? dawn from dusk, sun from moon, ? and…
Relish and relinquish A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is long and we must know what hold on to. Relish… Continue reading
