Stand-up for the right things…
Stand up A Poem by Coyote Poetry Quiet, peace, solitude and loneliness. Places and traces of what we were and are. Men are not prisoners of fate, but only prisoners of their own minds.… Continue reading
Stand up A Poem by Coyote Poetry Quiet, peace, solitude and loneliness. Places and traces of what we were and are. Men are not prisoners of fate, but only prisoners of their own minds.… Continue reading
I tried to memorize her face.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I tried to memorize her face.. She was my midnight dancer and she loved the sea. She didn’t like loud people and she… Continue reading
Praying to St. Clare de pobre on a sunny day.. I have gave up, I have given in. I was so tired. I decided I had enough and I didn’t want to move.… Continue reading
2500 miles away from you A Poem by Coyote Poetry We hope distance and separation can make sadness forgotten. It doesn’t. 2500 miles from you.. On a Winter day in 1989. We said… Continue reading
Tender loving care A Poem by Coyote Poetry Real love is given without the desire of reward. Tender loving care… She had big blue eyes. She sat on my lap at the college… Continue reading