Everything..
Everything A Poem by Coyote Poetry How 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… Continue reading
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In your eyes..
In your eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can feel like kings or paupers when a woman bless you with love and kindness. In your eyes… In your eyes.I’m everything,the sun and… Continue reading
I serenaded to the paragon of beauty..
I serenaded to the paragon of beauty. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We were shadows dancing upon the beach. Safe from the peril of real life I serenaded to the paragon of beauty…… Continue reading
A Leonard Cohen Sunday.. Please stay with me tonight.
Please stay with me tonight… I lay beside you and embraced you tightly. I felt the heat of your flesh andI saw in your eyes. Asking me to stay and go in the… Continue reading
The coming storm…
The coming storm… Her lustful glances left me condemned to fall into the harmony of her smile. She was a rare desert flower that dazzled me with flattering words. She whispered to me… Continue reading
Trying to lose your memory..
Trying to lose your memory.. I tried to find peace and calm in the coffee houses of Monterey, drinking strong coffee and reading dead-end poetry at the nightly poetry readings. I thought I… Continue reading
Mystical places…
Mystical places A Poem by Coyote Poetry First love, first real kiss and the first true words of love become mystical places where we can find in sweet dreams forever. Mystical places… Many… Continue reading
Blind fury…
Blind fury A Poem by Coyote Poetry I’m tire of war. How many more will die for the greed of war? Who will learn new tears that won’t ever end? Blind fury.. Is… Continue reading
Ashtrays, whiskey and the pen..
Ashtrays, whiskey and the pen.. I loved downtown Austin, Texas. No-one is a stranger. Just people seeking good booze, music and opportunity. I like the comfort of a cigarette, Jack Daniels and time… Continue reading
Cigarettes, whiskey and you…
Cigarettes, whiskey and you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old places become better with time Cigarettes, whiskey and you… I sat and waited with my Poet friend. I was the back-up Poet at… Continue reading