Beautiful journey.
Beautiful journey. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A wise person ensure they take the good road. Beautiful journey… A thousand roads to choose.We can ride into darkness without fear of the consequences ortake… Continue reading
Category Archive: poetry
She danced barefoot by the Clinton River..
She danced barefoot by the Clinton River..A Poem by Coyote Poetry She danced barefoot by the Clinton River.. A beautiful woman danced alone by the Clinton River, her feet allowing the movement of… Continue reading
Swiftly love can come..
Swiftly love can come.. Swiftly love can come,swiftly love go away.Today we walked the Port Austin pier,one mile into the beauty of Lake Huron.And the world is so far away from us.I asked… Continue reading
With open eyes..
With open eyes.. I love the girl who can see beyond the lies. I love the girl who can watch the morning come alive. I love the girl who love books and adore… Continue reading
Almost love in California.
Almost love in California…. I was your Hemingway and you were my Agnes. We were free falling into a love that could never be. I wanted you forever and you wanted to be… Continue reading
Is it, everything you wanted?
Is it, everything you wanted? Once I chased you from Germany to the land of Scotland. Once we were brave and once we danced till the songs were done in dark taverns. Once… Continue reading
I didn’t know..
I didn’t know than,you were the sweetest wine I would taste,the last kiss I would need. —————————————————————————Please stay,let’s expose bare skin and true face,let’s create velvet and silk dreams.—————————————————————————– The fragrance of you,written… Continue reading
Coyote quotes and my grandparent quotes..
Some quotes, some are my quotes and some are my mentors. The worst days, the most terrible days made me know and understand. Enjoy the good days, make them last forever. Forget the… Continue reading
Rose colored glasses..
Rose colored glasses.. We made wishes to the Autumn moon. We laid on a hill in a sleeping bag and we talked of great dreams. You were going to be a nurse and… 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 near.… Continue reading