The Poet’s love–Port Austin, Michigan.
The Poet’s love– Port Austin, Michigan A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter The Poet’s love– Port Austin, Michigan Lawrence knocked on the door at seven am. Johnnie awoke and Paloma was… Continue reading
The Poet’s love– Port Austin, Michigan A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter The Poet’s love– Port Austin, Michigan Lawrence knocked on the door at seven am. Johnnie awoke and Paloma was… Continue reading
Boundless sea, honey love and a sacred fire A Story by Coyote Poetry Just words. Boundless sea, honey love and sacred fire It was early Summer of 1994 and I was stationed… Continue reading
Captive heart A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Captive heart Divine woman love the Fall days. The cooler days make her wander into deep forest and search for quiet meadows and beautiful… Continue reading
IF I was the king of the forest. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and old dreams. If I was the King of the Forest. American Soldiers drinking with boisterous and… Continue reading
Delicate wings A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people are more tender than others Delicate wings Beautiful Liz. Allowed me in. Her word and beauty memorized me. Woman who strip down their… 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