Anywhere A Poem by Coyote PoetryCalifornia poetry Anywhere Pretty lady dancing in the streets of San Francisco, blessing my world with her laughter and her beauty. I joined her in the dance and I… Continue reading →

On the thread of a word A Poem by Coyote Poetry Been a while. A new poem.                               On the thread of a word       (Freedom is only the distance between the hunter and his… Continue reading →

Choose the road you love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is simple. Find something you enjoy. Then do it.  ” Nirvana-The supreme happiness that according   to Buddhism comes when all passion, hatred and  … Continue reading →

Sweet red wine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Youth is the best days in a life. Days are long. Love is possible.                                    Sweet red wine  It was early fall. The sweet new wines… Continue reading →

Originally posted on Bottled Metaphors:
Sere land which lay aheadWith mayhem of coloursApart from the cactusAnd scorching sun. Phlegmatic sea and stolid wavesSometimes perturbed by tides,Love of the sea wind towards gullsThey embrace…

We were young once “We poets in our youth begin with gladness; But there off in the end despondency and madness.”Wordsworth “Soldiers rest! Thy warfare o’er, Dream of fighting fields no more: sleep… Continue reading →

Originally posted on VIXEN of VERSE:
#gratitude 🎧🍁❤💛🌻💚💚🌻💛❤🍁🎧 I am grateful for the gift of life. I am grateful for the abundance that freely flows through my life. I am able to remain…

Originally posted on David Redpath:
I just don’t carewho you followthe stuff that you sayand what you thinkthat you knowIn the deepest despair from way down belowthrough haunted streets I’ve driven that manicand…

Originally posted on The Librettist:
This is not our war We are not getting caught in this This is not a godly way See how one abuser is eating up other abuser ,…

Originally posted on The Librettist:
Unconsciously, I put a knife through my paintings Because the childhood you gave me Made me store a child inside me My womb houses myself You, my parents,…