I need a Summer poem. “The Gypsy dance”
The Gypsy dance A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is to be celebrated. Love is to make feel alive. Pain teaches us we have lived. The Gypsy dance Late at night on the… Continue reading
The Gypsy dance A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is to be celebrated. Love is to make feel alive. Pain teaches us we have lived. The Gypsy dance Late at night on the… Continue reading
Killed and killed A Poem by Coyote Poetry A true and sad story of the permanent wounds of war. Killed and killed On Friday night my father drank his rum. He would come… Continue reading
Nothing will last forever A Poem by Coyote Poetry A re-write from 1989 Nothing will last forever She sat alone. Her lingering tears falling down her beautiful face. I have told her… Continue reading
Angels, muses and sirens. “Death did not beat me. I sacrificed everything to bring life and hope into this world. Death did not beat my dreams and hope. I… Continue reading
Dear Brothers and sisters You are gone and I’m here. We fought side by side in war and in life. I left you to fight alone. You die on a faraway… Continue reading
Sins of our father’s. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can learn kindness from living and seeing hate and violence. Father’s eyes and anger Is my Father’s eyes and anger. Are they… Continue reading
A wild bird. I saw the fear in her eyes. She told me that “I love you. I need you.” But I’m afraid. Afraid of losing myself in a… Continue reading
The tarot cards A Story by Coyote Poetry We can learn things in the strangest places on this planet. The tarot cards I went to an old dark carnival on a hidden… Continue reading
You are gone and I’m here. A Poem by Coyote Poetry No winner in war. Just shadows of people lost too soon. (A photo found unclaimed on Writer’s cafe. It was famous… Continue reading
Quiet echos 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