“I remember you”
I remember you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we must return to the beginning. To find the missing person in the mirror looking back. I remember you. The summer days… Continue reading
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“I dreamed of you”
I dreamed of you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words create by perfect art. (Thank you Tumblr-Milo Moire- A goddess) I dream of you I remember Paris. You were in your perfect place… Continue reading
“Everything was you”
Everything was you Waking up alone. Booze, blood and nothing is all I got. I have gone crazy. I have find peace in loneliness. You were my everything. I was your mountain and… Continue reading
The stillness of the midnight hours
The stillness of the midnight hours A Poem by Coyote Poetry Great thoughts come to us in the midnight hour. Wishes for a sweet hello or some knowledge of the kind people in… Continue reading
Angela
Angela A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Angela Dear Angela. Don’t cry for yesterday my pretty lady. Yesterday is gone and today we have tonight. All of us are dirty with… Continue reading
Worn and torn love. For Angela
Worn and torn love Written on 8 April 1985 (For Angela. A lost and confused young lady. I tries to pick her up and show her life was OK. I hope she found… Continue reading
“Old fashion Morphine”
Old fashion Morphine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Old fashion Morphine Oh sweet Jenny stole my vision. Her short red dress allowed me to see her perfect long legs. Her skin… Continue reading
Shipwreck memories
Shipwreck memories A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Shipwreck memories The irony of a long life. We will know joy and sadness. We will have good days and bad days.… Continue reading
“The Medicine wheel”
The Medicine wheel A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old Native American wisdom. We need to gather as one people to save earth and all people. Wisdom of the Medicine wheel I have been… Continue reading
A Lake St. Clair prayer
A Lake St. Clair prayer A Poem by Coyote Poetry I spend the day alone by Lake St. Clair. Wrote many new poems. A Lake St. Clair prayer I’m far from… Continue reading