Listen, think, speak.
Listen, think, speak.. Grandfather told me often. Take two to fight and take one not to fight. If the aggressor had no-one to fight. Maybe we can learn peace. Grandma told me often.… Continue reading
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The waltz of the angels. And a amazing Joey & Rory song.
The waltz of the Angels.. I told the barkeeper. Keep the long Island ice teas coming. Sunday morning is a-coming. I need to be blinded by the morning. He gave me a sad… Continue reading
Damn the ancient Gods..
Damn the ancient Gods.. Pretty lady laid bare in heart and soul watching the sun fall into the sea.She looked at me and told me. “Damn the gods who hate love, they tried… Continue reading
So beautiful..
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
Drink before the war..
Drink before the war.. 1- Ben Jonson, ‘To Celia’.Drink to me only with thine eyes,And I will pledge with mine;Or leave a kiss but in the cup,And I’ll not look for wine.The thirst that… Continue reading
Wild horses and a beautiful Reba McEntire song..
Wild horses… Once I knew freedom, once I was free as the wind.Once I knew, open range.Today I seek the wild eyes and free voices.Dear Michele, show me the free range,please show me,I… Continue reading
Mercy..
Mercy.. 1- She was so fine, she was so sweet.Prettiest Texas gal in Belton asked me for a dance.I told her, yes ma.She took my hands and we went to the dance floor.Her… Continue reading
Midnight poetry..
Two short poems. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I’m learning to write poems without being epic. Savior…Sweet blue eyes girl told me.You ask for so little.We have so much to give and we… Continue reading
The boardwalk…
The boardwalk… The dancing Lake Huron surround us, you are barefoot walking and your eyes of wonder, studying the lake. I tell you, I love the simple days when we can feel the… Continue reading
Waterfall..
Waterfall A Poem by Coyote PoetryThe waterfall, free-flowing water. Like we should be.)“ Hearts awryWary ghostly graspWeary lonely gaspYet I can’t holdEnclasp”Robert. Waterfall….. “Hearts awryWary ghostly graspWeary lonely gaspYet I can’t holdEnclasp” The night… Continue reading