Blinded. But not dead yet… (Old poem from 6 July 1993. Must go to the bottom of the barrel to be able to see the light. Now I see chances to do… Continue reading
Silence A Poem by Coyote Poetry Many kinds of silence. Some good and some bad. Silence.. Old wise saying was “Silence is golden”. I don’t know if the words are true? Tonight old… Continue reading
A short poem for the Poet Virgil A Poem by Coyote Poetry Poetry for love and the dance Damn the Gods… Pretty lady laid bare in heart and soul watching the sun fall… 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 wildflowers… Continue reading