Ghost and shadows- chapter three…
Ghost and shadows- chapter three A Chapter by Coyote PoetryChapter three.. Love find us, we do not find love—John Donne.) Ghost and shadows- part three…… Continue reading
Ghost and shadows- chapter three A Chapter by Coyote PoetryChapter three.. Love find us, we do not find love—John Donne.) Ghost and shadows- part three…… Continue reading
Please sing me a lullaby, my sweet lady A Poem by Coyote PoetryBeautiful song with some words. Please sing me a lullaby, my… Continue reading
Wild Maria, dancing Maria, my Winter storm. The crimson night, the thunderstorms of life had brought me to you. I watched you from a distance and I dreamed of moonlight nights, feeling your… Continue reading
The fragrance of time… We cannot stop time. Youth run away from us so quickly. We must have a Gypsy soul. We must know wonder-lust, we must kiss many pretty ladies and we… Continue reading
Beautiful journey. A Poem by Coyote PoetryA wise person ensure they take the good road. Beautiful journey…. A thousand roads to choose.We can ride into darkness without fear of the consequences ortake the… Continue reading
My Winter love A Poem by Coyote PoetryCold days seem to bring people closer. My winter love…. I whispered your sweet name.My sweet dreams bring your beautiful face to my memory. I dreamed of… Continue reading
The willow trees….. Old poet told the girl. We must try to go back to where we were, if we can.The bright-eyed girl asked with wonder, dear poet, I come to you by… Continue reading
Cigarettes, sweet wine and you A Poem by Coyote PoetryOld places become better with time Cigarettes, sweet wine and you… I sat and waited with my Poet friend. I was the back-up Poet… Continue reading
Mojo a-coming… I left Ann Arbor in 1990. The dead man walking had nothing to lose. Joined a war to see, if he was alive or dead? The damn war taught me; Johnnie… Continue reading
Bounded love. Till my last breath. A Poem by Coyote PoetryChildren make us realize we are not so important. They give us hope and reason to be alive. (My stepchildren in 1994. I gave… Continue reading