Iodine and an outstanding Leonard Cohen song.
Iodine A Poem by Coyote PoetryLeonard Cohen, poet of song. Iodine… For years I have swim in shit and I didn’t care. I dodged the longing, belonging and needy want of love. I learn… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry
Hemingway’s whiskey.
Hemingway’s whiskey. Hemingway saw war, he loved, he drank and he danced with the pretty gals throughout the four corners of my world. I tried to follow his path, to seek knowledge, swim… Continue reading
The dance of Delia.
The dance of Delia. Chapter one. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry“Chapter one.” Tongue is Sea From the dark comes the lightFrom the words you write Light is energyLike your love for me Your spoken… Continue reading
Pretty Jen.
Pretty Jen. Was I running toward you or running from you?You were so damn pretty and so confused.I loved you once, in 1986 and we were just babies. We try to use-up every… Continue reading
I was condemned after I saw your face.
I was condemned after I saw your face. I was looking for the wide-open road and some kind of freedom. She sat alone on a barren road on the back road of Texas… Continue reading
Live, my friends.
Live. Live my friends. Dead men don’t complain, liars always lie. Sleeping men cannot see or feel. What is real and what is not? Took a war for me to learn to live.… Continue reading
So beautiful.
So beautiful A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry. Good dreams. So Beautiful.. (Written 6 April 1980) As beautiful as an early morning sunrise, as bright as a full moon that light up a… Continue reading
Stay with me.
Stay with me A Poem by Coyote Poetry Rare times in a life we can find comfort with another. We need to hold on till the dream disappears. Stay with me. I sipped my… Continue reading
Steal a kiss.
Steal a kiss. I would, I should. If I could, I shall. Just a small taste, with the stars and moon above. I would steal a kiss. And I would tell you. You… Continue reading
Love is a careless child. And beautiful Katy Claire song.
Love is a careless child. Her skin whiter than Winter snow and her trembling lips of soft pink tempted the fearless man. His boldness lacked the confident of his youth. He had learn… Continue reading