My Winter love…
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
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 animal. A Poem by Coyote PoetryWho is the real loser in a war? Is there a winner? (Germany death camp 1945.) Men of hate keep a-coming. Who will stop them? If we don’t… 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
Only you A Poem by Coyote PoetryOld poetry for love Only you… I drank in the beauty of river clear blue eyes. I watched you dance on the almost empty beach freely and… Continue reading
I try to remember A Poem by Coyote PoetryOld poetry with a re-write. Written in 1992/rewritten in 2014 I try to remember… I tried to remember the curves of your body. Us blindfolded … Continue reading
Quiet echos and secluded places A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe will hold many penances for things done and missed. Quiet echos and secluded places… The coffee shop poet told the young listener.Great oceans… Continue reading
We are born to live A Poem by Coyote PoetryA new day, a new opportunity We are born… 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
Crazy love——————————————————————————— Once I held great wealth and I didn’t know. Once, you and I. Make the night sweet and so wonderful. We fell into the madness of love. We locked the door… 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