The Coyote is dancing…. Once, locked-up man knew the solace  and the mercy of the kind lakes. Once, the free man danced with the stars and the moon. In the mist of the… Continue reading →

“you taste like sunshine, just like you’ve been kissed by the morning light and I was the darkness dancing with the stars carelessly, breathlessly and our lips meet softly. color creeping in the… Continue reading →

Molly Malone said. A Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words                             Molly Malone said. “Sweet mistress Malone” I caught the dengue fever in… Continue reading →

I remember…… 1- We touched like lovers once. We needed to hold hands like lovers do. Softly I held your hands and our fingers dance into a perfect waltz. Interlacing, moving and yearning… Continue reading →

 The dance of the flowers. My dear and sweet love, please come walk with me. My love, please dance with me in the field of the wildflowers.Today the earth is alive and you… Continue reading →

The song of the living… The song of the living, the song of the dead. Songs sung to celebrate life and death. I knew a Scotland beauty. She was a rare flower.Pretty as… Continue reading →

Remembering the fragrance of Winter A Poem by Coyote PoetryA story                              Remembering the fragrance of Winter… I had lived the… Continue reading →

Windmills of your mind…. Grandfather told me often, life move quickly, make the good day last longer and forget the bad days.Now old age is upon me, the windmills of my mind, so… Continue reading →

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By: J. D. Nelson marbles to lake a lake the wheel of the barren worldthe marching pow is the fangèd danger the galactic name of the forkthe brain…