“Down, baby down”
Down, baby down A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Down, baby, down Dreaming and believing. Living and dying. Loving and hating. Lying and crying. Good days and the bad days. Demanding or… Continue reading
Down, baby down A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Down, baby, down Dreaming and believing. Living and dying. Loving and hating. Lying and crying. Good days and the bad days. Demanding or… Continue reading
Quiet echoes and secluded places A Poem by Coyote Poetry We will hold many penances for things done and missed. Quiet echos and secluded places The coffee shop poet told the young… Continue reading
“I will love you forever and a day” A Poem by Coyote Poetry Written in 1978. Memories are like a good wine. Better with time. ” I will love you forever and… Continue reading
Never again. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A re-post with more thoughts. Never again. Nie wieder. Plus jamais. (Holocaust Memorial Day, February, 27 January.) (Did we learn. WW2 was the last war.… Continue reading
Only you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry of love Only you I drank in the beauty of river clear blue eyes. I watched you dance on the almost empty beach freely… Continue reading
Baby, please stay. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Baby, please stay. —————————- You and I Once we were cigarettes, the gin and juice. We had long nights and sweet kisses. Once… Continue reading
Will you still love me tomorrow A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. For Amy. Will you still love me tomorrow? You are with me my lover. The night is alive and well.… Continue reading
Originally posted on Whisper and the Roar:
I will not be silent I will not maintain the peace I will say the ugly words out loud and I will not flinch Murder Rape…
Originally posted on Whisper and the Roar:
She attempts to stand upon uneven ground atop a broken earth divide, awkwardly balancing between woman and child Fissures of inheritance the infectious bane of her…
Originally posted on Beyond Panic:
It is here where The Land of Dreams blends in with the Sea of Reality. I scoop the earth-blackened waters of its banks, only to see it slip…