Who can limit love?
Old memories become sweet dreams in old age… Who can limit love? She wanted to be the Joan of Arc in the mystery of love.I told her. Love is like the early morning… Continue reading
Old memories become sweet dreams in old age… Who can limit love? She wanted to be the Joan of Arc in the mystery of love.I told her. Love is like the early morning… Continue reading
Broken bones and unkempt promises A Poem by Coyote Poetry This poem had been dancing in my head for days. I hope you enjoy.” Broken bones and unkempt promises.. Fools’ dances in wishes and dreamers believe love… Continue reading
What will I remember? Days pass by. Life goes on. What will I hold on to? Family? Family? Grandparent, family? Love? Love? Friendship? War.. I believe. I will remember everything and wish for… Continue reading
Some memories become sweeter with time. Sweet pleasure and rare delights… Sweet pleasure, rare delights.Some dreams should not be touched.They burn the heart till death allows you to escape. Beautiful woman dance in… Continue reading
Tender loving care A Poem by Coyote Poetry Real love is given without the desire of reward.” Tender loving care.. She had big blue eyes. She sat on my lap at the college… Continue reading
Sweet red wine.. The sweet new wines of Germany came out.They are cheap and tasty.It was a beautiful late summer day.The youth of the city of Boeblingen surrounded the lake drinking the wine… Continue reading
She wore flowers in her hair. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good memories get better with time.” She wore flowers in her hair.. I have descended to scattered dreams and I lost my… Continue reading
( Johnnie and his grandchildren. 2013. Quotes from the John Coyote’s mind A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. I hope you enjoy.” Just some quotes.. “There is no love and there is… 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