Concrete angel..
Concrete angel.. It was a Spring morning in Austin, Texas in 1995. Yearly poetry weekend was here. My favorite time of the year. My only attempt at verbal poetry for me when I… Continue reading
Concrete angel.. It was a Spring morning in Austin, Texas in 1995. Yearly poetry weekend was here. My favorite time of the year. My only attempt at verbal poetry for me when I… Continue reading
La petite mort. She was a portrait of beauty.Her love was locked away, waiting for the perfect man and the gentle embrace. She asked me. Was any kindness or good left in me?… Continue reading
Song of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words and thoughts for today. I was reading the ancient writers today.” Song of love… Drunkenness in a reckless love, knowing the true fragrant of… Continue reading
The simple rules A Poem by Coyote Poetry If we show respect to all people. Love the land. Led with kindness and love. This world would be a better place.” The simple rules..… Continue reading
The sheep and the wolf.. The man lifts his bottle of cheap wine,telling the passing people.“You can’t go back after the words are spokento cut down a sweet love.”The old man didn’t ask… Continue reading
In October 1950, a North Korean Army major referred to as “The Tiger” took command of more than 700 American servicemen who had been captured and interned as POWs. In August 1953, following… Continue reading
The missing pieces A Poem by Coyote Poetry Fragrance of what we were do appear. I looked into the mirror. The once warrior had become the house plant. This is sad.” … Continue reading
The Stray Cat Inn.. The night was dark and the night was long. The Poet was seeking final place to rest tonight. A sign directed him north. He found the last road on… Continue reading
Mercy me.. We are dancing slow and easy to the blues, her body moving and grooving to the sound. Her eyes are closed, her shoes are off and her hips are feeling every… Continue reading
I need a wild heart Love made me live Beautiful woman told me, we need to bathe in the quiet and sweetness of love.Love come when love wants,the movement of love is like… Continue reading