Show me, where it hurts…
Show me, where it hurts… One- She was a earth angel, she had a raging spirit and she loved the sea, the deep forest. She weaved safe place for me with the beach… Continue reading
Show me, where it hurts… One- She was a earth angel, she had a raging spirit and she loved the sea, the deep forest. She weaved safe place for me with the beach… Continue reading
Right and wrong… I told the young soldier, we control our destiny. Good life, bad life, we decide. My grandfather told me often. What is right, is right. What is wrong, is wrong.… Continue reading
MERCY… I found a red scarf near your door, I put my face into the scarf. I could smell the scent your pale skin…… I knew the heartbreak hotel often, was the sweetest… Continue reading
December morning… The days of December are here. Kind earth is resting and we must become Winter people. The fire are burning and grandfathers must become the story tellers. He must entice the… Continue reading
So beautiful A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry. Good dreams. So Beautiful… (Written 6 April 1980) As beautiful as a early morning sunrise. As bright as a full moon that light up a… Continue reading
A letter… Sometime cigarettes, good booze and a pen can give a man a reason to be alive. When we parachute blind into love.Even a renegade spirit can be broken.I tried to… Continue reading
The Damns and the foolish A Poem by Coyote Poetry Austin, Texas bars bring the best of people together The Damns and the Foolish… The ways and means committee at the local Tavern… Continue reading
First love… A sweet and beautiful smile opening the door to conversation.The first taste of the sweet kiss.Two hands becoming one.Long walks and talks leading two people to sweet dreams and wishes. The… Continue reading
My beautiful Daniela A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sweet memories of youth. My beautiful Daniela. (Written when my heart and soul was alive and free to love without fear. Written in November 1978) My… Continue reading
Peace, mercy and forgiveness. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Forgiveness and the lost of hate. Is mercy for our spirit. Can’t live in the past. Peace, mercy and forgiveness…. Peace, my friend.Will it… Continue reading