“I see you and you see me.”
I see you and you see me. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can be felt and real love is earned. Just a few quotes. Enjoy your life and tried not to damage… Continue reading
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Love is a careless child
Love is a careless child A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Enjoy. Love is a careless child Her skin whiter than Winter snow and her trembling lips of soft pink tempted the… Continue reading
The world weeps. A prayer and words.
The world weeps. A prayer and words. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Prayers and words Everybody knows. Part two. “What peace can be, where both to one pretend.” John Dryden “This is the… Continue reading
Contained love
Contained love A Poem by Coyote Poetry If we forget the people we held precious. We can lose them forever. Contained love She had a heart of gold once. She held patience… Continue reading
“Just meat and tales of kisses”
Just meat and tales of kisses A Poem by Coyote Poetry Quotes from Jack London book “When God laughs” “Well, I have. He was like this beefsteak. You an’ me is eatin’. It… Continue reading
“Show me the way to love”
Show me the way to love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem written in 1979. Being young and hopeful is when we have no fear of disappointment. Show me the way… Continue reading
I love you. I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you, I love you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Please listen to the song. I love you, I love you, I love you I love you, I love… Continue reading
One gift of kindness can lead to miracles.
One gift of kindness can create a movement of love that can lead to wave of hope and love. Heal/not kill. Forgive/don’t hold regret. Love/ don’t know hate This… Continue reading
“Sweet pleasure and rare delights” One of my favorite poems.
Sweet pleasure and rare delights A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to hold on to the good memories Sweet pleasure and rare delights Sweet pleasure, rare delights. Some dreams should not be… Continue reading
Delicate flower
Delicate flower A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people and places are perfect. They are delicate flowers and perfect places. Delicate flowerI was a wore and torn man, receded into the whiskey… Continue reading