–The dance of the Gypsies
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… 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… Continue reading
Ecstacy A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old poem poem. Rebirth. Ecstasy My love, I have found you. I love you from eyes to feet. Your brightness and sadness I need to know.… Continue reading
My Winter love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Cold days seem to bring people closer. My winter love. I whispered your sweet name. My sweet dreams bring your beautiful face to my memory.… Continue reading
I couldn’t find you A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need people to excite our imagination first. The flesh can forget. The mind yearn for more. I couldn’t find you Where are… Continue reading
Cigarettes, sweet wine and you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old places become better with time Cigarettes, sweet wine and you I sat and waited with my Poet friend. I was the… Continue reading
Peace, mercy and forgiveness. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Forgiveness and the lost of hate. Is mercy for our spirit. Can’t live in the past. Peace, mercy and forgiveness. Peace, my… Continue reading
Will I find you tonight? A Poem by Coyote Poetry The first true love is never forgotten. First touch, first kiss leave us wishing for the first dance again. Will I find you… Continue reading
coyotepoetrebloggedyourtalana yourtalana Irina Karkabi coyotepoet Dear Goddess I remember you dear Goddess. You were my long walk on the Pacific ocean. You were the view from the ridge of a great mountain.… Continue reading
coyotepoetrebloggedyourtalana Thank you yourtalana For you I would live for you. I would fight the world for you. I would stand with you forever. You are my… Continue reading
coyotepoetrebloggedyourtalana yourtalana Gabriel Mark Lipper coyotepoet My ambrosia You are waiting with patience for me. Sitting on soft bed of silk sheets and warm blanket. You are wearing barely enough clothing to… Continue reading