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.… Continue reading
Sacred places and sweet dreams A Poem by Coyote Poetry Memories are like good red wine. Become more valuable with time and separation. Sacred places and sweet dreams She traced my skin… Continue reading
Old Soldier A Story by Coyote Poetry Only Soldiers understand what another soldier had seen and felt. Strangers to war and violence cannot understand. When you are near death for too long. You… Continue reading
Bounded love. Till my last breath. The moment I held you. Sweet child of mercy. You brought hope to… Continue reading
A short poem for the Poet Virgil A Poem by Coyote Poetry Poetry for love and the dance Damn the Gods Pretty lady laid bare in heart and soul watching the sun… Continue reading
Big Surf a-dreaming. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I need a trip. You are invited. Most beautiful and peaceful place. Big Surf, Ca. … Continue reading
You are fire and I’m wood. A Poem by Coyote Poetry “You are fire and I’m wood.” Thank you the great Poet Virgil for these words. You are fire and I’m wood… Continue reading
Highway 80 west stories. Part five Two days in Salt Lake city. Conversation with Lana. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry My traveling tale. I left the war and took a 12 days road… Continue reading
Beautiful faces and passionate kisses. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to be young in heart. Willing to rebirth love and desire everyday of an life. Beautiful faces and passionate kisses When… Continue reading
Sweet red wine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Youth is the best days in a life. Days are long. Love is possible. … Continue reading