I am no-one. You are everything.
I’m no-one. You are everything A Poem by Coyote PoetryWhen we love someone more than our-self. We have known real love. I’m no-one. You are everything Old wise men know. The farewells are… Continue reading
My lady….
My lady A Poem by Coyote PoetryA old poem written by a sad heart. Written in 1982.) My lady…. My lady,I still cry out in sweet dreams your name. So long since our lips… Continue reading
You have saved me…
You have saved me….. I remember sitting alone. Holding two brothers photos.Suicide was their escape from the cold and heartless world. Two Ojibwa/Mexican boys who saw no road except death as peace. I… Continue reading
I used to be….
I used to be… A man is telling me of all his many deeds and accomplishments.I smile and listen.Pretend I care. I don’t believe in talking about the past.Today I am who I am.What matters… Continue reading
The Dance
A amazing poem shared. Annette Sharp A Poem TheDance I love you, though You put me in a box,Made of steel, with four locks.In your mind, I am A beautiful, helpless creature,To be… Continue reading
Lonely Places
Originally posted on Life Matters:
https://john-coyote.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/11/tempimagegkryjw.jpg It’s not the paved highway,the one conveying the most traffic?or claiming the shortest route,?nor the one boasting cloudless skies?and shimmering wildflowers,or the one highlightedin tourist guides,?promising glorious…
You are the love of my life…
You are the love of my life A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe forget sometimes to show love to the people who truly loved us. You are the love of my life…. Once we… Continue reading
Seconds in time…..
Seconds in time….. I learn in a bloody crazy life. Seconds become so important. I went to war in 1991. I called my Gandfather Reyes… Continue reading
The wild and the tamed…
The wild and the tamed A Poem by Coyote PoetryIs is better to play dead or create fear? The wild and the tamed… Some men don’t fear death.They don’t believe in destiny or… Continue reading
I understand why we protect the wildflowers…
I understand why we protect the wildflowers now. A Poem by Coyote PoetryWildflowers are protected in Michigan. Took me years to understand why. I understand why we protect the wildflowers now… I sit… Continue reading