Sweet pleasure and rare delight. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some memories become sweeter with time. Written in 1992 Sweet pleasure and rare delights.. Sweet pleasure, rare delights.Some dreams should not be touched.They will… Continue reading
Young men dream and old men wish. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Age make us kinder and wiser. Must fall down many times to appreciate life. Young men dream and old men wish…… Continue reading
The sweat, the blood and the tears. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Karma is a fair judge. You will pay in double for sins done without concern for another. The sweat, the blood… Continue reading
The dance..Love is a wild dance.Make us hold on tightly deep into the midnight hour.Holding the embrace and honoring the sweet kiss.The breaking dawn begin to create separation.The once perfect dance because distance… Continue reading
Sweet red wine.. It was early fall and 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… Continue reading
If you ever forget I love you… Sober man, can’t write no more. He can’t feel no-more pain. Once he sought the greatest dreams and love was his, forever and one day. The… Continue reading
Lovers in Paris.. She whispered to me, “O my love, O my love. Make me feel alive. I plucked a rose for us today and I told the red rose. Where had my… Continue reading
Andrea.. I remembered dear Andrea. A lovely Michigan gal, once was kind to my young heart. I wrote into a notebook. “Time has pass us by, old wounds don’t hurt so badly. Old… Continue reading
Love is love.. A noble beauty read her poetry at the Austin, Texas yearly poetry reading. Jessica was disappointed with her life and she read her words to us. “I weaved a page… Continue reading
Don’t ask for less A Poem by Coyote Poetry When the night is sweet, the love is generous and kind. Always ask for more. One day, you shall wish you did. Don’t ask for… Continue reading