Utopia of the pen and the paper
Utopia of the pen and the paper. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Last freedom is the mind. Can’t control the mind completely. Always hope hiding somewhere. Utopia of the pen and the… Continue reading
Utopia of the pen and the paper. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Last freedom is the mind. Can’t control the mind completely. Always hope hiding somewhere. Utopia of the pen and the… Continue reading
Broken promises and forgotten places A Poem by Coyote Poetry A wise man accept responsibility for his actions. Broken promises and lost places… I remembered we had dreams of being barefoot in… Continue reading
Mystical places A Poem by Coyote Poetry First love, first real kiss and the first true words of love become mystical places where we can find in sweet dreams forever. Mystical places… Continue reading
The stillness of the night A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need places where we know peace and we can be who we are truly are. The stillness of the night Real… Continue reading
Divine Nature A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need long walks into the deep forest. Nature can show us we are just part of a living system that need cooperation of all of… Continue reading
Beautiful Brigitte (Few people touch our hearts who want nothing in return. I was thankful 38 years ago and today for my blue eyes Angel who picks me up and allow… Continue reading
Just men A Poem by Coyote Poetry In 1978. I’m at a German Guesthaus. Drinking with a Russian soldier, A German Soldier and me. … Continue reading
You are always on my mind. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love may be gone. The tattoos of love will always be with us You will always be on my mind The splendor… Continue reading
She had wildflowers in her hair A Poem by Coyote Poetry Haunting story and memories can feel like someone else had lived it. Sometime all we have is wildflowers dreams to hold on… Continue reading
My siren A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we need beauty and mystery to keep our hope alive. My Siren The cold… Continue reading