Ride… True freedom my friend is dancing with the wind. Singing song till the morning light.Knowing open highways and not being controlled by money and possessions. I want the sea, the mountains and… Continue reading
The Chelsea hotel A Poem by Coyote Poetry I went to New York a few times. I stayed in the Park and wrote poetry in the day and drank in the dark taverns at… Continue reading
Do you know me? Pretty girl sat by the motel window. She is watching the ocean and the coming storm from the western sea. She is drinking coffee and waiting for a reason… Continue reading
I want to know you… Invisible whispers and silence photos they give me remnants of who you are. Do you know me? I believe woman are more layered than men. Rarely does a… Continue reading
The altar of a kind love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Need a poem for love. The altar of a kind love.. Starry nights and the warm summer daysallowed two lovers to be… Continue reading
Sweet surrender A Poem by Coyote Poetry We must forget old wounds and open new doors. Sweet surrender.. Lost… Continue reading
Rebirth A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people desire a rebirth in new places. I wonder do we change? Rebirth.. Old Johnnie drinking the cheap Honduras rum.Told the two pretty Honduras girls at… Continue reading