My Winter love..
My Winter love A Poem by Coyote PoetryCold days seem to bring people closer. (Written somewhere in the early eighties.) My Winter love.. I whispered your sweet name.My sweet dreams bring your beautiful face… Continue reading
My Winter love A Poem by Coyote PoetryCold days seem to bring people closer. (Written somewhere in the early eighties.) My Winter love.. I whispered your sweet name.My sweet dreams bring your beautiful face… Continue reading
My misery and the whiskey… I returned from the war in 1992 and I tried to find peace in the Long Island ice teas in the Belton Texas dance hall. I went early… Continue reading
Is it, everything you wanted? Once I chased you from Germany to the land of Scotland. Once we were brave and once we danced till the songs were done in dark taverns. Once… Continue reading
My sanctuary ——————————————————————– I love you my pretty, I love you for a thousand reasons. You make me feel important and safe. In my confused and hard world, you listen to me in… Continue reading
Hands of stone. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love make our hands of stone, soft and tender to the people we love and care for. We must make time for the family. Be kind… Continue reading
My grandfather told me often. “Never leave with anger and negative words to someone you love. Better to hold silence if you are angry and tell them. I love you and I need… Continue reading
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 her… Continue reading
If I could turn back time, I would….. I called beautiful Brigitte at 3 am and I awoke her up in Böblingen in the early Fall of 1981, Germany. She answered with a gentle and… Continue reading
Rage and pain.Illusion and deceit.Love born than died.—- Slender shoulders kissed.The nakedly dance,the midnight hour splendor.—— Captured,unrestrained,taunts and torment.Imperfection enshrined. John Castellenas/Coyote
Old love… She called me at midnight and she whispered. Johnnie, Johnnie. Do you remember me? I am so damn lonely tonight and please Johnnie. Can I come to you tonight? I told… Continue reading