Delicate flower.
Delicate flower. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people and places are perfect. They are delicate flowers and perfect places. Delicate flower. I was a wore and torn man, receded into the whiskey… Continue reading
Tag Archive: John Castellenas
Ancient floors.
Ancient floors. In the mirrors of time.Old windows may never be closed. Surging memories and regret leave us wishing we were kinder and better.The broken roads leave me spiraling in the memories of… Continue reading
Come live with me and be my love.
Come live with me and be my love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry “I stole the line from the great writer Christopher Marlowe” Come live with me and be my love (Come live with… 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.” (My last day… Continue reading
Lingering, cherishing places.
1- Lingering I remember you.Those lingering kisses andyour silken tender skin against me.Your love was holy and sweet. 2- Cherishing places. The aroma of summer flowers upon your skin.Your perfect tan legs across… Continue reading
Little truth.
Little truth A Poem by Coyote Poetry “Rarely we know the real facts. A controlled media leaves us blind and dumb.” Little truth. Dead cities. Now destroyed and burned. Who have won these… Continue reading
Lessons engraved into my mind and my heart.
Lessons engraved into my mind and my heart. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is learning to be wiser and kinder. Lessons engraved into my mind and my heart. The hollow hour leaves me alone with my thoughts.Hidden… Continue reading
Everybody knows.
Everybody knows A Poem by Coyote Poetry I awoke pissed off today. Then my Poet of music Leonard Cohen set me off to describe my emotion. (I borrow a few lines from Leonard Cohen.Sometime we need to learn emotion… Continue reading
The sweetest things.
The sweetest things A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is simple. Respect people. Religion should be private. Stay positive. The sweetest thing I have seen so many mysteries and seen so much beauty. I swam… Continue reading
I remember you.
I remember you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we must return to the beginning. To find the missing person in the mirror looking back. I remember you. The summer days were long.The splendor of the blue skies… Continue reading