Freedom, Liberty and the pursuit of happiness.
Dear friends. The world can be a beautiful place. There is room for everyone. I pray to the September sun. Please make the guns stop shooting, please allow the soldiers to go home.… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry
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We need more love words.
We need more love words… The old house is quiet now. Once the three bedrooms house was filled with children and laughter. Once I had solid people near, strong people to sit with… Continue reading
Tell me something.
Tell me something.. 1- She told me, Johnnie, Johnnie. I want a fable love, where amor can win.I don’t want a timid man, I want a wild and crazy man.I want to entangle… Continue reading
The poet, the dancer and the artist.
The poet, the dancer and the artist… It was last warm days of Summer, the late August warm days were appreciated. Two men and one woman are drinking their coffee near the Port… Continue reading
Flesh and bones.
Flesh and bones (Need a positive poem. Life is to be celebrated. Each day is a gift.) I fell from the top of the mountain and I stood with so many victories. I… Continue reading
I will take care of you dear lover.
I will take care of you dear lover. Ancient Poet wrote. You can be killed off with kisses and loving eyes can turn cold and dark. Pretty Beth whispered. Take me, make me… Continue reading
Please take my hands, please take my heart.
Please take my hand, please take my heart. Old man told the young soldier in the Fort Louis NCO club. You must die to learn to live. You must lose everything to appreciate… Continue reading
Rage and pain.
Rage and pain,illusion and deceit.Love born than died.—- Slender shoulders kissed.The nakedly dance,the midnight hour splendor—— Captured,unrestrained,taunts and torment.Imperfection enshrined Coyote
The red dress.
The red dress The German summer nights were fair. The Summer festival were alive and well this night. I had the German wine and I was waiting for my German girl by the… Continue reading
Monterey. Love glances and stolen kisses.
Monterey – Love glances and stolen kisses The old man found his final place to rest. He returned to Monterey. The sea was his last dream. January isn’t the perfect time for the… Continue reading