Spin the bottle…
Spin the bottle A Poem by Coyote Poetry The game of youth get used without our permission with old age. Spin the bottle… Old man sat alone.Told me. “Damn if you do. Damn… Continue reading
Spin the bottle A Poem by Coyote Poetry The game of youth get used without our permission with old age. Spin the bottle… Old man sat alone.Told me. “Damn if you do. Damn… Continue reading
Lessons engraved into the mind and heart. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is learning to be wiser and kinder. Lessons engraved into the mind and the heart… The hollow hour leave me… Continue reading
I couldn’t find you A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need people to excite our imagination first. The flesh can forget. The mind yearn for more. I couldn’t find you… Where are you… Continue reading
My muse… You are love and I’m no-one. You came to me with haunting words awakening the want of love, dance and song. Your gentle voice awoke my dying spirit. Your kind words… Continue reading
Ghosts, demons, lovers and lonely corridors A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just thoughts upon life. Ghosts, demons, lovers and lonely corridors… The solemn days leave us with faces of ghosts, demons and angels.… Continue reading
You are me and I’m you… People who see color, race and religion before kindness. Are truly blind.Don’t you cry for the sick child.Don’t you hold the mother or father who lost a… Continue reading
(I was young once… 1992 photo on border of Kuwait.) The damn road A Poem by Coyote Poetry The road can tempt a man to escape even in the heat of paradise. (My Jennifer… Continue reading
My blind date on Friday the thirteen. I found my best friend. Me and Death hanging out. Almost Halloween… Tell the children, it is Friday the thirteen. Tell the children, don’t look under… Continue reading