‘We are born to die and we are born to live
We are born to die and we are born to live Dear father drank his one pint of rum with some coke nightly and he sat alone with his thoughts. I learn… Continue reading
We are born to die and we are born to live Dear father drank his one pint of rum with some coke nightly and he sat alone with his thoughts. I learn… Continue reading
Please take my hand, please take my heart. Old man told the young soldier in the Fort Louis NCO club. You must die, to learn to live. You must lose everything to… Continue reading
The dance of the flowers. My dear and sweet love, please come walk with me. My love, please dance with me in the field of the wildflowers. Today the earth is alive… Continue reading
Free falling Once we were the crazy ones. We believed in love and we believed in forever. We were sweet Summer red wine and discoverer of new and unknown places. I… Continue reading
Memory of a Mother A Poem by Coyote Poetry I was raised by a stepmother. I called her mother. She gave love and raised many children. The word Mother should be… Continue reading
A mother’s tears A Poem by Coyote Poetry When a life is lost in war. Someone is heart broken somewhere. A mother’s tears There is nothing as beautiful as a mother… Continue reading
Choose the road you love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is simple. Find something you enjoy. Then do it. Nirvana-The supreme happiness that according to Buddhism comes when all passion, hatred… Continue reading
The lulls of your lullaby I thirst for darkness, not light. I seek wild dances, not the shade of real love that will fade. I want the divine kiss and the long… Continue reading
Where the wild roses grow – I have known I have danced with the sea, I have stood on the great mountains surrounded by the free clouds, I have found the… Continue reading
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,… Continue reading