I need a wild heart.
1- I need a wild heart. Love made me live Beautiful woman told me. We need to bathe in the quiet and sweetness of love.Love come when love wants.The movement of love is… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Coyote Poetry
The payment is due.
The payment is due “Bacchus blessing are a treasure;Drinking is a soldier’s pleasure;Rich the treasure,sweet the pleasure;Sweet is pleasure after pain.”John Dryden I told the pretty Texas girl at the Belton, Texas dance… Continue reading
The missing pieces.
The missing pieces A Poem by Coyote Poetry (Fragrance of what we were do appear. I looked into the mirror. The once warrior had become the house plant. This is sad.) … Continue reading
Reflections.
Reflections A Poem by Coyote Poetry (Words have great power. Use them well.) Reflection.. Writers and Poets write reflections like a painter uses his gentle strokes to create permanent images of lingering memories.… Continue reading
Just meat and tales of kisses.
Just meat and tales of kisses A Poem by Coyote Poetry Quotes from Jack London book “When God laughs” “Well, I have. He was like this beefsteak. You an’ me is eatin’. It was… Continue reading
The things we do.
A Poem by Coyote Poetry War is a sin. Bob Denver The Things we do? I’m far from a Angel.I believe some deeds in lifecan’t be forgotten. A beautiful girl Rachel Corrie.She stood in front of… Continue reading
Some war poetry.
What is left? The dead will not rise.War steal the best from us.Who remember the people in the mass graves? Children cry, Soldier die Old friend you were killed in Iraq.So far from the safety… Continue reading
You are the love of my life.
You are the love of my life. Once we danced in tropical clubs hidden in the dark corners of Honduras.We lavished in a love without fear of boundaries and distance. You open new doors… Continue reading
Change.
Change. I sat with a kid of 23 at a Austin, Texas tavern.Consumed with anger and disappointment.He told me. I’m dead. Killed off all friends and love is dead and buried. I ordered him and… Continue reading
Around and around, we shall go.
Around and around, we shall go. Around and around, we shall go. Never knowing where we will end up. Faces, places and situations dancing in our head. Can’t change the past. We… Continue reading