Originally posted on Visionary Poems:
https://john-coyote.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/11/20201120_1824276060450958626970906.jpg The winds a’howl and a’rage As torrential rains lash at the sea And the land grows dark Dark as a starless night at midnight The ocean waters verily heave Whether in rebellion…
Show me the way to love. A Poem by Coyote PoetryA poem written in 1979. Being young and hopeful is when we have no fear of disappointment. Show me the way to love… Continue reading
Strong words and thoughts shared by a talented writer.
Wounded Angel A Poem by Coyote Poetry (A very old poem, I hope you enjoy.) Wounded Angel My sad friend.Please smile for me.Stay with me by the sea all night. Your world has… Continue reading
My last stand will be in New York City…. I want to go to New York City.Sit on a park bench where Leonard Cohen sat with Joplin.Whispering stories of things to come.I wonder what… Continue reading
Hot damn…. Prettiest woman in the dance hall, looked at me and shared her enticing smile. I inventoried her long legs and her tight black dress. She was a wild orchid in the… Continue reading
Wild horses…. Once we made pretty wishes to the California rising sun. You were the artist and I was the word man. We loved the sea, the quiet desert and the midnight silence… Continue reading
Originally posted on Under the influence!:
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The coastline… I fell in love with her on a December morning.I stop my truck and I was star struck at her beauty.Her power. I walk quickly to her.She was dancing on the… Continue reading
Her beauty has not blinded me (Mature poetry) She roamed like a old tom cat.Wearing her black clothing like a mask. She tied her hair up into a tight knot. she don’t look… Continue reading
