Come live with me and be my love…
Come live with me and be my love A Poem by Coyote Poetry I stole a line from the great writer Christopher Marlowe Come live with me and be my love… (Come live… Continue reading
Come live with me and be my love A Poem by Coyote Poetry I stole a line from the great writer Christopher Marlowe Come live with me and be my love… (Come live… Continue reading
Souvenirs A Poem by Coyote Poetry The odd things we hold special in old age. Souvenirs…. A old box filled with simple gifts.Shiny stones from the Big Surf.Sea shells from the coast of… Continue reading
You are the love of my life A Poem by Coyote Poetry We forget sometimes to show love to the people who truly loved us. You are the love of my life… Once… Continue reading
Why do we write story and poetry? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old wise saying. “Nothing good to say. Say nothing.” Poetry, my dear friends,is a sacred incarnation of a smile.Poetry is a sigh… Continue reading
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 was… Continue reading
Only love will break your heart… (April poetry number seventeen.) We learn with old age. Love is everything. I was babysitting my grand-daughter. Now 18 months old and I would spend the days… Continue reading
A whiskey and a glass of water… (April poetry number sixteen.) She gave me whiskey kisses and we danced the Texas two-step till the witches hours. She was a bad, bad woman and… Continue reading
The eve of destruction… (April poetry number fifteen.) My grandfather was a soldier, my father was a soldier and I was a soldiers. We were taught to fight, we were taught to shoot… Continue reading
In the year 2525… Bloody Sunday…. (April new poem number fourteen.) Today is another bloody Sunday. Men killing each other, men killing off the great cities and men stealing and killing Mother nature.… Continue reading
You are in Paris and I’m here.. I hurt myself again today and I allowed you into my thoughts. I read your words and I wished I was someone else. I wish I… Continue reading