Dear Angela..
Dear 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 sin.Few of us are clean and the most of… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry
Fable love..
Fable love.. I behold today the first warm day of Spring. I’m finding hope and energy in the new-born flowers and the new greenery of the forest. I have been swimming in the… Continue reading
Dear December.. And a amazing Brad Paisley song.
Dear December The war couldn’t kill me and I returned home in 1992 and I called you.A sweet voice answered the phone and you whispered.Dear Johnnie, please come home to me. I would… Continue reading
My greatest regret was you.. And a beautiful Janiva Magness song.
My greatest regret was you Loved and lost Dear lover, my beautiful love.Honey, sweetheart and my love.Where are you now?Once we drank the Long Island ice tea and laughed at the midnight moon.You… Continue reading
Merry Christmas my friends and a poem. Everything.
Everything A Poem by Coyote PoetryHow much do we truly need? Everything… If I lost everything. Would I become afraid? We live in a time. Where needing more and more is the real… 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
Merry Christmas and you can’t wait till life isn’t hard anymore.
Nightbirde… I have been listening to a brave young woman, Nightbirde. She is so beautiful, her eyes glows with joy and she moved so gently. She stole my mind and my heart. Music… Continue reading
I followed you and you followed me..
I followed you and you followed me… I was following you and you were following me. And we did not know. She was a beauty of splendor who aspired to challenge the sea,… Continue reading
Be brave. Merry Christmas my friends.
Be brave… Time, the most value item we control. Please ensure you do one thing you enjoy daily. Don’t allow the world to control your life. ————————————— Be brave, don’t accept racism, don’t… Continue reading
We were young once..
We were young once.. “We poets in our youth begin with gladness; But there off in the end despondency and madness.” Wordsworth “Soldiers rest! Thy warfare o’er, Dream of fighting fields no more:… Continue reading