Never left Michigan   Years ago. I wanted to see the whole world. Drink wine in Basel and Paris, dance in the streets of Florence and read poetry at Hyde Park in London.… Continue reading →

The city of lights or anywhere.   We sat drinking the American whiskey in a Paris tavern where Dear Hemingway drank his whiskey. I love Paris, kind Paris hide the secrets well. Lover’s… Continue reading →

The last time I saw your face, my kind friend. I remember.   When we are blessed with youth and vinegar. We don’t know, we have few mentors and people who shall love… Continue reading →

Would you? ————————————————— I am sorry I caused you pain. I didn’t want to break your heart, I am a forgotten man and you are a beautiful flower.   Love me not, for… Continue reading →

Almost 61 years old, lived in many places and had many lives. Old man looking back at me in the mirror. I whispered. Too old to die young. ———————————————————————————————– Once I knew the… Continue reading →

Love is a careless child   I took my pen to paper and wrote that love can be true, can be just us looking for empty shadows where the emotion of love is… Continue reading →

Jealous of the night   Johnnie drinking the lime, cranberry juice and vodka. Kind bartender allowed him needed silence and she ensured his drink was top-off. He loved Monday night at the Stray… Continue reading →

Lead with kindness, concern and listen   I hope I make it till the Spring. (A Poem by Coyote Poetry) “A old poem. I learn I wasn’t important. I learn to be kind… Continue reading →

Originally posted on it rains in my heart:
https://john-coyote.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/05/tumblr_o0dzbzaxcz1uz43apo1_400.jpg LOVE IS … hiding my smile when you walk towards metalking your name, just because i can(just to make sure that i can).feeling like…