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… Continue reading
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… Continue reading
Love made me live.. Beautiful woman told me. We need to bathe in the quiet and sweetness of love.Love come when love wants.The movement of love is like a song.The rhythmically song take… Continue reading
If I knew. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We learn too late to be quiet. Anger and violence leads only to more pain and sadness. If I knew… If I knew. I would of … Continue reading
Scarborough fair…. I once dance with the prettiest gal at the Scarborough fair. I told her, I wanted to marry her and to make her smile every day of her life. She smiled… Continue reading
Stitches… I remember her last words. The million hellos were erased by a midnight good bye. Once we entwined our lives and now in my secret place. A million fingerprints, leftover reminders. I… Continue reading
Five short poems. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. War..The war is over.The guns locked away.The soldiers are resting.Youth and eyes burned out by war.No-one won. Miss you..I’m missing you.I whispered… Continue reading
Come live with me and be my love A Poem by Coyote Poetry I stole a line from the great writer Christopher Marlowe Come live with me and be my love.. (Come live… Continue reading
Beautiful stranger.. Sitting alone in the corner in a piano bar bar in Austin, Texas.Reflecting on things lost on the road.Strangers are around me.Whispering secret to their lovers.Under the dim lights.Where words are twisted to revive passion and… Continue reading
The Fall sweet honey.A Poem by Coyote Poetry(Good to be fearless and touch dreams.) The Fall sweet honey… Beautiful as the rising Summer sun,sweet and kind like the fresh Fall sweet honey.She told… Continue reading
You are my miracle.. Pale skin, hazel eyes,eloquence words we shared. You confessed small secrets,I told you some. I savored your words andwe longed and learned. To be merciful, generous.You were my miracle,I… Continue reading