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Turn, turn, turn The old poet sang a lullaby. Sensual woman whispered to me once. Come live with me and be my lover. I will be your salvation and you will be my… Continue reading
Turn, turn, turn The old poet sang a lullaby. Sensual woman whispered to me once. Come live with me and be my lover. I will be your salvation and you will be my… Continue reading
If we make it through December Pretty Jenny was long-legged and sweet as the Fall honey. She loved the Texas two-step and I love having her body near. She was a Austin beauty.… Continue reading
Free bird A Poem by Coyote Poetry Ain’t no real freedom. Even the free bird need a place to rest. Free bird We built our love upon straw and paper. We didn’t know… Continue reading
Pain and lesson A thousand lessons deep. I learn too late. Hold silence and listen. I lost many upon the road of living. I wished too late. To left brothers with kind words.… 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
Somethings shouldn’t beheld 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 made… Continue reading
I lift my eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to open our eyes and find the good in each day. I lift my eyes. Barren cold and heartless world. Fear… Continue reading
Whim and follies I told her. Sometimes good to go slow. Men will eat and eat, not stopping to taste or digest the food. He will forget to cherish the taste, the gentle… Continue reading
The songs of the seasons A Story by Coyote Poetry A Native American tale. ————————————————————————————– … Continue reading
Big Sur. The land carved by the hands of God. Naure gifts to the wise person who love the sea, the forest and the sky. The Pacific. The Peaceful sea. She wait for… Continue reading