Swifty love can come.
Swiftly love can come.. Swiftly love can come, swiftly love go away. Today we walked the Port Austin pier, one mile into the beauty of Lake Huron. And the world is so far… Continue reading
Tag Archive: love
Seconds in time.
Seconds in time… A Poem by Coyote Poetry What would we say to the people who were kind and generous to you? To be able to say goodbye to the loves one’s who died… Continue reading
My great love.
My great love A Poem by Coyote Poetry True love is rare. Hold on tight. Doesn’t always last forever. My great love.A Poem by Coyote Poetry (Pain of love lost must disappear into the… Continue reading
Love and hate.
Love and hate A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old poem from 1978. Youth allow the mind to ponder without fear of failure. Love and hate Sitting by the Monterey bay alone.Thinking about a… Continue reading
Where will this road lead us?
Where will this road lead us? Love has became a raging torment in my heart and mind. I was blinded by disappointment and hate. Love has forsaken me. This was the love I… Continue reading
On the thread of a word.
On the thread of a word A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can be sweet, love can damn us. On the thread of a word (Freedom is only the distance between the hunter… Continue reading
The karma of love.
The karma of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry When we are young. We waste the gift of love. The Karma of Love Written on 5 March 1985 I remember when the sparkles… Continue reading
Sweet Daniela.
Sweet Daniela. She is sitting alone in the warm Florida’s evenings. She is raw, sexy and like a wild cat in the tropics. She is hungry, desperate and passionate. Her dreams are confused,… Continue reading
The lover, a soldier prayer.
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 led… Continue reading
Roses are red my love.
Roses are red my love.. It is late October day, and the days of Winter are here. I sing alone to the early morning. Roses are red my love and violets are blue.… Continue reading