I learn the misfortune act of a foolish man learn too late. You can’t go back to love that was forsaken and abused. Coyote/John Castellenas
TattoosA Poem by Coyote PoetryOld stories become better with time. Tattoos… My pretty lady friend with tattoos on her back and legs. She asked me. Do you like my tattoos? I smiled and… Continue reading
One, two, three, four. Do we begin again? 1- Did I find you? Or did you entrapped me? Am I the captive or the guard? One, two, three, four. Did we dance? Prey… Continue reading
So beautiful A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry. Good dreams. So Beautiful..(Written 6 April 1980) As beautiful as a early morning sunrise. As bright as a full moon that light up a cloudless… Continue reading
Love is at my door… I whispered your sweet name.My sweet dreams brought your beautiful face to my memory. I dreamed of our blissful nights. Kiss after kiss.Leading us to the paradise of the… Continue reading
The Lover, a Soldier prayer. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Soldier goes off to War. Need kind and sweet memories to keep them human. The Lover (A soldier prayer)… Poor boys and men.Roads lead… Continue reading