Show me the way to love..
Show me the way to love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem written in 1979. Being young and hopeful is when we have no fear of disappointment.” Show me the way to… Continue reading
Show me the way to love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem written in 1979. Being young and hopeful is when we have no fear of disappointment.” Show me the way to… Continue reading
(Nirvana-The supreme happiness that accordingto Buddhism comes when all passion, hatred anddelusion die out and the soul is released from thenecessity of further purification.) A prayer for Nature Thank you lord of life and death.… Continue reading
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
(Last day with my father, Summer 1996.) He left me with strength and wisdom. We must do the right things. My father’s burden. A Poem by Coyote Poetry My father taught me to appreciate… Continue reading
(Rachel Corrie. The beautiful American.) (War is a sin my friend. John Denver.) The Things we do? I’m far from a Angel.I believe some deeds in lifecan’t be forgotten. A beautiful girl Rachel Corrie.She stood… Continue reading
The twisted dance of love. (written in 1988) A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. A rewrite from December, 1988.” The twisted dance of love(Written in 1988) I lay beside you in the night… Continue reading
Wild horses…. We laid bare on the patio, allowing the moonlight to caress our skin. She wanted to make love at the midnight hours on the closed-in patio, as the rain gentle fell.… Continue reading
Please stay with me, till the world ends my dear lover… I called your name and I asked the moon. Please one more kiss, please one more dance with the most beautiful lady… Continue reading
I remember you.. The summer days were long andthe splendor of the blue skies and the bright sun.Beckon us to the sea. The heat of hot days.Thaw our cold hearts.The beauty of Monterey… Continue reading
Words, never spoken… Last year was very hard. 2024, I lost a family member to suicide. Today I miss her voice and I yearn to talk to her again. I miss her smile… Continue reading