My father’s burdens…
My father’s burdens. A Poem by Coyote Poetry My father taught me to appreciate laughter and woman. My father’s burdens (My father was a Ojibwa/Mexican man in 1950 USA. He never allowed… Continue reading
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Bounded love, till my last breathe.
Bounded love. Till my last breathe. The moment I held you. Sweet child of mercy. You brought hope to my sad heart. Your laughter, your smile. Now each day. I look forward to… Continue reading
Sweet Peggy. Drinking alone.
Sweet Peggy. Drinking alone. She is sitting alone in the warm Florida evenings, drinking alone. She is raw, sexy and like a wild cat in the tropics. She is hungry, desperate and… Continue reading
The Angels don’t cry for me..
The Angels don’t cry for me. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A very old poem. I learn you can’t be forgiven. We, just must learn, to live with the foolishness already done. The Angels… Continue reading
Canvas
Originally posted on The Creative Chic:
you dipyour fingersin all the colorsof my soulpainting beautifulpicturesupon my nakedcanvas
The Toucan’s Lament
Originally posted on Digital Rabbit Hole:
Toucans on Rain Forest River by William Patterson Please press play to hear my spoken word version of the poem Music by The Darkest Cello Music_ Beginning…
“Your Treasure” in Spoken Word
Originally posted on Digital Rabbit Hole:
Earlier, I posted about my poem, Your Treasure that debuted on Spilllwords.com today For those who have not read it there, you can find it Here Thanks…
The hills and the Apache.
The hills and the Apache.. I had many bottles of the good tequila. A bag of some fresh lemons.I drove for three hours to the California fault line.To do some free-climbing and drink… Continue reading
Blue eyes..
Blue eyes.. A blue eyes angel is crying for me.In the turmoil of a kind love.The paradise of burning and powerful emotions.It can create a strange prison for us. I hold her too… Continue reading