With you.
With you.. I saw the four corners of the world seeking perfect place, I wanted to observe the rare views of a lucky life, I stood in the clouds upon the giant mountains,… Continue reading
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Katie wrote to me.
Katie wrote to me. A Poem by Coyote PoetryA old poem with a proper re-write. Katie wrote to me.. Painted words and bloody thoughts are what the writer understands and hold tightly to. The… Continue reading
I would steal time for you, if I could.
I would steal time for you, If I could. Once I believed I was invincible and today I know. All of us, can break into pieces, like the broken glass of time. If… Continue reading
My Christmas wish. Let’s get along. Hey brother, hey sister.
Christmas and New Year. I remember young men and women. Living, loving. Drinking and dancing. Living life fearlessly without regret. Hey brothers, hey sisters. I remember you. We were hopeful, foolish and were… Continue reading
Some quotes from two people I adored.
Some quotes from two people I adored…. Grandmother told me often. Sugar and honey can bring peace and calm to us. Anger and hateful words make the situation worst. Better to speak gently… Continue reading
The poet and the naked lady.
The poet and the naked lady.. I fell in love with a long-legged woman, her eyes of never-ending questions and her flowing auburn hair stole my voice and my eyes. I ate breakfast… Continue reading
In your eyes and a lovely Debbie Gibson song.
A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can feel like kings or paupers when a woman bless you with love and kindness. In your eyes In your eyes.I’m everything,the sun and the moon.The warm… Continue reading
No takebacks my friend.
No take-backs my dear friend… Young man in the dark tavern told the bar Poet. I broke a woman heart, and I spoke cold and heartless words. I should have never said. The… Continue reading
Silence and listen. Remembering Mindy McCready.
Silence and listen. (The holidays are here. Time to check on people we love. Everyone needs a kind word and a reminder. They are needed and a part of our life.) Old man… Continue reading
The cold night whispered.
The cold night whispered. The April rain hid my tears and I walked alone.Once great love turns indifferent andour love true turn to fathom dreams. We spoke careless words,maybe true, maybe not?Maybe we… Continue reading