If I was the king of the forest..
IF I was the king of the forest. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and old dreams. If I was the King of the Forest.. American Soldiers drinking with boisterous and loud… Continue reading
IF I was the king of the forest. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and old dreams. If I was the King of the Forest.. American Soldiers drinking with boisterous and loud… Continue reading
Choose the road you love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is simple. Find something you enjoy. Then do it. Nirvana-The supreme happiness that according to Buddhism comes when all passion, hatred and … Continue reading
Sweet red wine.. It was early fall. The sweet new wines of Germany came out.They are cheap and tasty.It was a beautiful late summer day.The youth of the city of Boeblingen surrounded the… Continue reading
Dearest Cheryl.. She was a creature of the night. Her eyes were wild and filled with wonders, like a clear night with the stars dancing above. She reverend love and love did not… Continue reading
The madness, we knew… You loved the whiskey, you love the sin and you loved the long ride. You wanted the sea , you wanted the ancient writers and you loved the quiet… Continue reading
My Fabiola.. (Now nothing remains the same) Your name came to me late in the midnight hour, brought back the canvas of your perfect body, your kind smile and your beautiful face. Your… Continue reading
We were young once.. “We poets in our youth begin with gladness; But there off in the end despondency and madness.”Wordsworth“Soldiers rest! Thy warfare o’er, Dream of fighting fields no more: sleep the… Continue reading
The stranger song.. Houses built on sand will sink. Love built on false hope will not endure. Desperate love, passionate love is just release for the sake of the body and not the… Continue reading
Purgatory Inn and no place to go.. I have the long Island ice tea fresh and cold.Bartender keep them coming.They love the big tippers.Purgatory Inn is open early and closes late.Safe place for… Continue reading
Dear God.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry God is in our heart. In what we say and do. God is not found in the church. It is how we look at life and how… Continue reading