The human touch.
The human touch. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The easiest gift to give is concern, time and to listen. In a world of fast pace and little time. We must slow down and show… Continue reading
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Blue eyes.
Blue eyes. A blue-eyed angel is crying for me.In the turmoil of a kind love.The paradise of burning and powerful emotion.It can create a strange prison. I hold her too tightly,then I don’t… Continue reading
Ghosts and shadows. Three chapters.
Ghosts and shadows. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Life is accepting life as-is. Maybe we have enough. Ghost and shadows- chapter one. Beautiful Tanya waited patiently with the kind morning sun upon her face. … Continue reading
I want us to fall in love again.
Number one- With Johnnie Walker whiskey confident and on a wing and prayer. I asked the pretty Texas gal for a dance. The pretty maiden laughed and she smiled. She told me. Life… Continue reading
A thousand years.
A thousand years. Where are you, my sweet lover? I searched for you and all I found was traces of smiles and scent of gentle and sweet perfume left. We had an untamed… Continue reading
Isn’t no fucking good war.
Isn’t no fucking good war. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Can’t allow the hate and fear to overcome us. World been the same for a long time. Must dance and love. Never know when… Continue reading
Please come home to me.
Please come home to me. I called you from Monterey. I told you the sea is so beautiful. The Pacific Ocean sings to me, bring me hope. I drink coffee all day. I… Continue reading
Wander or die.
Highway poetry-short poemsA Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words) Wander or slowly die 1- She was so beautiful,she moved like a wild and free animal.I knew she was untamed and lusted for the free… Continue reading
I close my eyes my dear love.
I close my eyes my dear love. The consequences of finding you was to love and need you forever. My auburn hair muse, you have driven me into madness of needing places of… Continue reading
Pretty Jen.
Pretty Jen. Was I running toward you or running from you? You were so damn pretty and so confused. I loved you once, in 1986 and we were just babies. We try to… Continue reading