“The sweetest things”
The sweetest things A Poem by Coyote Poetry The simple things my friends make life worthwhile. The sweetest things I have seen so many beautiful places and I have walked on places… Continue reading
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“The heartstrings”
The heartstrings She poured the sweet red wine into her Grandparent borrowed wine glasses with soft and tender hands. Her eyes of river blue looked into my eyes. He knew she was playing… Continue reading
“Blindfolded and weightless”
Blindfolded and weightless I watched your tone and beautiful legs move on the dance floor. Legs that make a man beg for mercy before he had sins. Your short skirt showed silky… Continue reading
No mercy dear Lizzie
No mercy dear Lizzie A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. No mercy dear Lizzie You found me alone by the St Clair lake and you wore a silky gray dress. I saw… Continue reading
“Dead man stew”
Dead man stew A Poem by Coyote Poetry When greed and hate run the world. Our leaders are making a dead man stew. No-one will victor. Dead man stew Poor man is… Continue reading
“Blood in, Blood out
Blood in, Blood out A Poem by Coyote Poetry An eye for an eye world. No-one can win. When hate and violence steal all the kindness and hope. What will be left my… Continue reading
The sea
The sea and the chess game A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry from 1993 with a re-write The sea and the chess game Old Poet set-up the chess game and I… Continue reading
“Love conquered all”
Love conquered all A Poem by Coyote Poetry Must know love and kindness to know joy and happiness. Love conquered all Lovers drowning in the amorous of sweet kiss, long embrace and the… Continue reading
“Dreaming of Texas”
Dreaming of Texas A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to have had danced many dances and knew a lot of laughter. A good life isn’t the money in the bank. It is the… Continue reading
The song of the dead and
Song of the dead and the song of the living. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A combination of memories and places Song of the dead and the song of the living. I… Continue reading