I wanted everything and I needed nothing. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Youth is the sweetest wine. No fear of failure and fearless in the game of love.                       I wanted everything and I… Continue reading →

  The circle dance I have danced often the circle dance at Native Americans Pow Wows. The circle dance had many meanings. “The leader called to the people, the Ojibwa children begin the… Continue reading →

Originally posted on Vinzpoetry:
I pray for just a day to come When I shall wear the best of smiles. Dance like I have never before, So the world know a kid is…

The darkest days Winter of 1992 was holding on and I was hiding out on Highway one. I brought the vodka and pineapple juice to Big Sur. Me and my soldier friend Robert… Continue reading →

The heartstrings   She poured the sweet red wine into her Grandparent borrowed wine glasses with soft and tender hands. Her eyes of river blue looked into my eyes. He knew she was… Continue reading →

(Ancient warrior A Poem by Coyote Poetry Blood cannot change. Sometime must go back to your place of birth to learn peace.)   Ancient warrior   I drove to the forest, away from… Continue reading →

Originally posted on it rains in my heart:
you are nowjust a butterfly in the unruly garden of my life. you were once the laughter in our home.your hands were once as warm…

Should I stay or should I go   Wild world and free road was my love my pretty lady never tamed, never honest, never true. I was her last stop and she whispered… Continue reading →

The days of freedom   Yesterday was the first warm days of Spring. I opened the doors and I opened the window. I allowed the air of Spring to re-fresh the house. I… Continue reading →

Painted memories   My lovely Liz, my beautiful Elizabeth. I have so many canvases of us. You and I. Mirror reflections finding proper places. I have told the midnight hour, I need the… Continue reading →