The rising sun.
The rising sun I sat in the New Orleans in 1996 in a old rustic tavern on main street. I liked New Orleans, hard time and hard days couldn’t kill her spirit. I… Continue reading
Tag Archive: life
Cherry wine. And a beautiful Hope Winter song.
Cherry wine… Once my life was better. I had yearly family reunions, kind voices to give me strength and I could accomplish anything. I didn’t know. Life is ever-changing. Today my folly, today… Continue reading
I saw a face.
I saw a face. I saw a face in the distance. A beautiful tempting face.The face brought back a sweet memory,was once a sweet memory. She walked toward me and she embraced me… Continue reading
I lift my eyes.
I lift my eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to open our eyes and find the good in each day. I lift my eyes. Barren cold and heartless world.Fear had tarnish… Continue reading
You are in Paris and I am here.
You are in Paris and I am here. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Maybe we are in the wrong place? You are in Paris and I am here… I hurt myself again today and… Continue reading
I wanted everything and I needed nothing.
I wanted everything and I needed nothing. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Youth is the sweetest wine. No fear of failure and fearless in the game of love. I wanted everything and I… Continue reading
For my brothers.
For my brothers. Written in 1988. Child with your eye closed to living. How can I bring hope and sweetness to a life, where hope and dreams are long forgotten on your journey… Continue reading
The October days of my life. Did I do enough?
The October days of my life. Last dance for the Coyote.. This morning, I saw a old face looking back at me in the mirror. My beard is gray and I have pain… Continue reading
Seconds in time.
Seconds in time… A Poem by Coyote Poetry What would we say to the people who were kind and generous to you? To be able to say goodbye to the loves one’s who died… Continue reading
The karma of love.
The karma of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry When we are young. We waste the gift of love. The Karma of Love Written on 5 March 1985 I remember when the sparkles… Continue reading