One of my teachers. Ernest Hemingway
Ernest Hemingway A Poem by Coyote Poetry A great writer lost too soon. Ernest Hemingway When I was young. I wanted to be like Ernest Hemingway. He found peace in war, tropical… Continue reading
Category Archive: poetry
Gardener
Originally posted on Hortus Closus:
Painting by Harriett Sutcliffe We are gardeners We are here to sow the world With seeds of light. The love of our children Guides our careful hands.
One of my oldest and favorites.—-A mad man prayer
A mad man prayer A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can create a madness. A mad man prayer I woke up with your name on my lips. THE PHONE IS RINGING. I… Continue reading
Take chances. Can find the wrong things. When come a stranger
When comes a stranger A Poem by Coyote Poetry Death comes when she desired. Death come when he desires. I was last year man. I had it all. Beautiful house and a… Continue reading
Carved memories
Carved memories I found you holding the roses by the bedroom window. You were adoring the falling sun and waiting for the Autumn moon to rise. I sat with you and I… Continue reading
_Around and around we go
Around and around we go. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is chance and opportunity. Better to be kind and hope for a good ending. Around and around we go.Around and… Continue reading
One of my favorite. P.J Harvey song and one of my poems.
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
F-A-M-I-L-Y
Originally posted on Mind of a Young Jedi Negro:
Family. What is FAMILY? The letters may they roll from our tongues so loosely F-A-M-I-L-Y. ? May it mean more than just a tag…
One of my old published poems–I don’t remember how you look.
I don’t remember how you look A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old thoughts and the desires to remember faces lost in time. I don’t remember how you look I don’t remember how… Continue reading
Bubbles and dreams in the wind
Bubbles and dreams in the wind A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Bubbles and dreams in the wind I work like a dog. My body is sore and I can barely… Continue reading