Sweet pleasure and rare delight. A Poem by Coyote PoetrySome memories become sweeter with time. Sweet pleasure and rare delights Sweet pleasure, rare delights.Some dreams should not be touched.They burn the heart till death… Continue reading
If you go away. Once we loved the rain, the trains and the lazy days. We owned little and needed just enough. On Friday night we would go to the Stuttgart train station… Continue reading
The dance of the Gypsies. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love, song and dance, blood and the road. The dance of the Gypsies… I was in downtown Cologne, Germany in 1979.Watching dark eyes… Continue reading
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. Leaving two… Continue reading
Glorious love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can make us feel like kings and love can make us feel like a pauper. Glorious love. We danced and learned true laughter at the… Continue reading
Vinegar and sweet wine. Did I thank you my beautiful and sweet Brigitte?I’m leaving on plane very soon for my real home.You came back into my life to say goodbye.You are sitting between… Continue reading
Please 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 and… Continue reading
Two short poems. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I tried learning to write poems without being epic. 1- SaviorSweet blue eyes girl told me.“You ask for so little.We have so much to give… Continue reading
Some days can be perfect A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is like the sea. We can be as powerful as a Winter storm or quiet as the smooth dance of the morning tide. … Continue reading
Memory of music. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Music allowed the rebirth of memories and faces. Memory of music. Let me not fall into dreams of sadness.Allow the awful shadows of things lost.Not… Continue reading
