One of my old poems- Stay with me
Please stay with me A Poem by Coyote Poetry Rare times in a life we can find comfort with another. We need to hold on till the dream disappears. Please stay with me… Continue reading
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Some Germany poetry- Show me the way to love
Show me the way to love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem written in 1979. Being young and hopeful is when we have no fear of disappointment. Show me the way… Continue reading
36 year old poetry-Little had changed
Whiskey dreams are still the same A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old dreams of youth I still hold on to. Not for me this time. For my children. … Continue reading
–Stay with me my lover
Stay with me my lover A Poem by Coyote Poetry Rare times in a life we can find comfort with another. We need to hold on till the dream disappears. Stay… Continue reading
A new story had begin. –The dark light and the bright lights
The dark light and the bright lights A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Chapter one of a new story. The dark light and the bright lights. The dark light and the bright… Continue reading
_Unforgettable
Unforgettable A Poem by Coyote Poetry Beautiful artwork create amazing words. Thank you Tumblr. yourtalana: William Oxer Unforgettable I found you waiting. Holding flowers of blue. I watched you pondering life and possibility.… Continue reading
_Wildflowers dreams
Wildflowers dreams (For Brigitte) A Poem by Coyote Poetry Once I was lost. A kind young woman saved me. Wildflowers dream (For Brigitte) Young love, first love. Can expand too quickly.… Continue reading
-Break me and make me feel alive
Break me and make me feel alive A Poem by Coyote Poetry Need to find new limits and places. The new dances make the old memories seem less painful. Break me… Continue reading
One of my old poems. If I was the king of the forest.
IF I was the king of the forest. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and old dreams. If I was the King of the Forest. American Soldiers drinking with boisterous and… Continue reading
-We laughed, we danced and we celebrated being alive.
We laughed, we danced and we celebrated being alive. A Poem by Coyote Poetry For sweet Brigitte. I was lucky to be saved by a kind heart. We laughed, we danced… Continue reading