Her beauty has not blinded me.
Her beauty has not blinded me A Poem by Coyote Poetry In my time of living. People can get twisted. Warning This Poem is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers… Continue reading
Her beauty has not blinded me A Poem by Coyote Poetry In my time of living. People can get twisted. Warning This Poem is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers… Continue reading
Memory of music. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Music allowed the rebirth of memories and faces. Memory of music. Let me not fall into dreams of sadness. Allow the awful shadows of… Continue reading
I used to be. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The past is gone. What can we do to improve our life and show love and kindness to family and friends. I used to… Continue reading
I lift my eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to open our eyes and find the good in each day. I lift my eyes. Barren cold and heartless world. Fear… Continue reading
I understand why we protect the wildflowers now. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Wildflowers are protected in Michigan. Took me years to understand why. I understand why we protect the wildflowers now. I… Continue reading
What men are capable of. What legacy will we leave? I hope more then we were the one’s who stood… Continue reading
On the thread of a word A Poem by Coyote Poetry Been a while. A new poem. On the thread of a word (Freedom is only the distance between the hunter and… Continue reading
The human touch. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The easiest gift to give is concern, time and to listen. In a world of fast pace and little time. We must slow down and… Continue reading
The word man. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Need people to desire peace before we cross a line of no return. Many years ago. In 1991 to 1993. I would read my poetry… Continue reading
My siren A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we need beauty and mystery to keep our hope alive. My Siren The cold days of winter leave me longing and yearning for… Continue reading