Concern, kindness and love
Blind to world sorrow. Deep in self-need. What do we become? A life with knowing love, without the balance of charity and concern for our world. We were just strangers living with blindness… Continue reading
Blind to world sorrow. Deep in self-need. What do we become? A life with knowing love, without the balance of charity and concern for our world. We were just strangers living with blindness… Continue reading
One sweet wish A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old poem with a rewrite. Written in Jan 1993 One sweet wish Was a Austin, Texas hot Summer night. Pretty women wearing shorts… Continue reading
Spin the bottle A Poem by Coyote Poetry The game of youth get used without our permission with old age. Spin the bottle Old man sat alone. He told me. “Damn if… Continue reading
You are my ocean A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words amamira amamira: Joanna Beal(Thank you Tumblr) You are my ocean My first love was the sea. Uncontrolled and free. I danced with… Continue reading
The storm A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can break you down and leave you empty and alone. The storm Love can be like a gentle rain. It can be like a… Continue reading
The canvas of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry True love is real art. We must use our imagination, draw out plans. Touch with gentle movements create emotion that will expand to great… Continue reading
True love gives all A Poem by Coyote Poetry An old and good memory. Our elders teach us how to live. True love gives all. Sixty five years together. He stood by my grandmother with… Continue reading
My eyes adored you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Thank you Frankie Valli and the Four seasons. My eyes adored you My sweet dream, my first dream and my last dream. I… Continue reading
The cold blooded lover “Scattered Notes”, 2015-2016, Yuriy Ku Drop A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories lay heavy in hidden places. The cold blooded lover My bad karma led me to you… Continue reading
The red dress A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good memory become better with time. The red dress The German summer nights were fair. The Summer festival were alive and well this night.… Continue reading