The cold night whispered..
The cold night whispered.. The April rain hid my tears and I walked alone. Once great love turn indifferent and our love true turn to fathom dreams. We spoke careless words, maybe true,… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry
Dear Autumn Christine..
Dear Autumn Christine.. I remember when I saw you standing alone and I went to you.I told you. You are so damn beautiful. Please talk to me. You laughed at my words and… Continue reading
Idyllic..
Idyllic.. We shall know never-more, we shall know ever-more and we one day. We shall know nothing more. Once wise writer told us. Death, is when we become forgotten. Once brave man danced… Continue reading
My Summer day wish, my full moon blessing..
My Summer day wish, my Fall moon blessing — In your eyes, I saw the sea, I saw a miracle in those eyes of golden brown, you took my hands and I knew.… Continue reading
I will steal the moon for you..
I would steal the moon for you.. My beloved, my midnight dream, my three am dancer.We found safe haven near the sea,small tent and sleeping bag.We drank tequila with the bitter lemon. We… Continue reading
The song of May..
The song of May.. I am taking the train to Basel. Dear Alexandra is waiting in the city of wonder for me. She found me on the poetry site and she told me.… Continue reading
The nightingale song..
The nightingale song A Poem by Coyote Poetry Number two poem for the month of April poetry month. A Native American tale I was taught and I teach my grandchildren. … Continue reading
The madness train..
The madness train A Poem by Coyote Poetry Time to know what real pleasure is. Before it is too late. The Madness train.. I’m twisted up. Hogties to bullshit. I’m strangled with useless… Continue reading
A wild bird..
A wild bird. I saw the fear in her eyes.She told me that, “I love you.I need you.” But I’m afraid.Afraid of losing myself in a emotionwhere I won’t be able to escape.… Continue reading
The Coyote song..
The Coyote song On a quiet nights.When the sky is clear.Lonely people wait for no-one.They pray to the moon and they make fool’s wishes.To repeat the dance with old lovers on empty beaches.To… Continue reading