I serenaded to the paragon of beauty…
I serenaded to the paragon of beauty. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We were shadows dancing upon the beach. Safe from the peril of real life” I serenaded to the paragon of beauty..… Continue reading
Tag Archive: life
Change…
Change…. I sat with a kid of 23 at a Austin, Texas tavern.Consumed with anger and disappointment.He told me. I’m dead. Killed off all friends and love is dead and buried. I ordered… Continue reading
We are born to live..
We are born to live A Poem by Coyote Poetry I need a year living near the sea.” … Continue reading
If you go away… And a amazing Neil Diamond song.
If you go away…. Once we loved the rain, the trains and the lazy days. We owned little and needed just enough. On Friday night we would go to the Stuttgart train station… Continue reading
Pretty face, don’t mean pretty heart..
Pretty face, don’t mean pretty heart… She was so damn pretty and she moved through life like a panther in the free forest on the hunt. Her eyes were black as coal and… Continue reading
The dream surfer…
The dream surfer.. In the prettiest dreams, in the most beautiful places and the sweetest days. The dream surfer can find and again know. Once upon a midnight dream, the yearning heart seek… Continue reading
A beautiful girl..
A beautiful girl.. She danced a circle dance for the moon and the stars.Her hair flowed freely in the warm nightly breeze.I told the kind moon, thank you for sending me the gift… Continue reading
Forever young..
Forever young.. Once I was fearless and brave. Love was life and life was love. I had a strong back and powerful legs. I was going to save my world.Once I wanted long… Continue reading
Wildest dreams,
Wildest dreams.. (Written in March 1980) Time had passed, old wounds are healed. The sorrow, doesn’t bleed no-more. Now the time, to be brave, to learn to live again. Find my wildest dreams… Continue reading
Need more word-men and word women..
Many years ago. In 1991 to 1993. I would read my poetry on the coastline of California. I had some fans too. Old woman and young girls. They called me the word man. I carry a… Continue reading