You have saved me..
You have saved me.. I remember sitting alone. Holding two brothers photos of two dead brothers.Suicide was their escape from the cold and heartless world. Two Ojibwa/Mexican boys who saw no road except… Continue reading
You have saved me.. I remember sitting alone. Holding two brothers photos of two dead brothers.Suicide was their escape from the cold and heartless world. Two Ojibwa/Mexican boys who saw no road except… Continue reading
Jennifer… A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just some words. I found the poem in a 35 year old journal. Had to re-written. Jennifer… I called my Jennifer from the pay-phone in downtown Monterey… Continue reading
Blame not the kiss A Poem by Coyote Poetry Long Summer days bring hope and dreams of hope. Blame not the kiss.. The pen and paper cannot give justice to your beautiful face.Words… Continue reading
Parable of Celia.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry When a poet loved you. You will live forever. Parable of Celia.. She sat alone by the peaceful lake. Her pale legs and bare feet… Continue reading
My lady.. My lady,I still cry out in sweet dreams your name. So long since our lips had touched.I still wish upon the first star, to be able to look into your eyes… Continue reading
Love conquered all.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Must know love and kindness to know joy and happiness. Love conquered all.. Lovers drowning in the amorous of sweet kiss, long embrace andthe long dances… Continue reading
Deeper and deeper we shall fall A Poem by Coyote Poetry Real proof of love. Holding on tighter in the bad days and celebrating the good days together Deeper and deeper we shall… Continue reading
Short poems. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I found some short poetry from 1989. I hope you like. 1- Dreams..I could of touched every dream. My sweet dreams went fleeting away,when you did… Continue reading
1- Open doors Open the shades wide.Lite the incense candles of lavender and sweet wild flowers.Don’t be afraid of the dark and lonely nights.We are just flesh and bones.Needing to dance into the… Continue reading
Sacred places and sweet dreams A Poem by Coyote Poetry Memories are like good red wine. Become more valuable with time and separation. Sacred places and sweet dreams.. She traced my skin with… Continue reading