The Poet’s love – Hummingbird highway
The Poet’s love — Hummingbird highway-Chapter 13 A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter The Poet’s love It was nearing the Midnight hour. Rose told everyone. I must rest. Me and Johnnie… Continue reading
The Poet’s love — Hummingbird highway-Chapter 13 A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter The Poet’s love It was nearing the Midnight hour. Rose told everyone. I must rest. Me and Johnnie… Continue reading
Somethings shouldn’t be held or touched. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry written in 1994 (Thank you Mahafsoun for the photo) Somethings shouldn’t beheld or touched You have taunted my dreams and… Continue reading
Just dance A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Source:treehugger52(Thank you Tumblr) 505 notes Just dance Hold me closer, hold me sweet. Allow my face to fall into your hair and the essence… Continue reading
Sacred places and sweet dreams A Poem by Coyote Poetry Memories are like good red wine. Become more valuable with time and separation. Sacred places and sweet dreams She traced my skin… Continue reading
Lilac wine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Lilac wine Pretty pictures are left now and now you are gone. I sit by the lilac trees and I’m smelling the lavender in… Continue reading
I hate you, I love you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words I hate you, I love you I try to escape you. I try to flee your memory. I repeat… Continue reading
Rose colored glasses A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Rose colored glasses Sin, gin and too many bad night. Once we knew love and tonight we have forsaken kindness. I remember when.… Continue reading
Peace shall come A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Peace shall come My good friend. The war is over for you. You fought the good fight and now. You rest with 40… Continue reading
Lay lady lay A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some 4-5 line poetry. An effort. Lay lady lay — She peeled her clothing off slow and easy like a stripper tempting a wanting man.… Continue reading
Je t’aime A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Je t’aime- I love you You told me in Paris once. “Je t’aime my Johnnie.” Your words like sweet wine overtook my mind and… Continue reading