If I had magic Johnnie walked the California Fault line alone. Looking for an ancient and holy place. The desert mountain hard and her natural beauty. Perfect place to hide wishing wells and… Continue reading →

Delicate flower   I was a wore and torn man, receded into the whiskey bottles and the dead-end dreams. I sang lullabies of thing lost and could not be found no-more.   A… Continue reading →

(Everything A Poem by Coyote Poetry A rewrite from 1985)   Everything   You were my wildflower dream. You were my wild dance and song, away from controlled life and wars I couldn’t… Continue reading →

Originally posted on Things In My Head:
The soldiers were courageous But in battle they did yield And John McCrea, he lost a friend On Ypres fighting field He wrote Flanders Fields for…

Once upon a time   I found you at the mall walking and I kept a distance from you. I was just looking at a sweet dream lost. I wondered did you remember… Continue reading →

My Grandfather’s house   (First written on 14 March 1980- Rewritten 29 December 2015)   Time has moved too quickly. I have growth from a small lad to an old man.   I… Continue reading →

Originally posted on Midwest Fantasy Writes:
He painted her stroke by stroke making love to canvas like he made love to her adoration for lines and soft curves reverence for skin’s colors light…

(The sweetest things A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is simple. Respect people. Religion should be private. Stay positive.)   The sweetest thing I have seen so many mysteries and seen so much… Continue reading →

(Souvenirs A Poem by Coyote Poetry. The simple items we hold special in old age.)   Souvenirs.   An old box filled with simple gifts, shiny stones from the Big Surf, sea shells… Continue reading →

(Short poems for nature. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to protect nature and the free animal of the earth and the sea.) Mother Earth   Her dress is of the green,… Continue reading →