My sanctuary.
Sanctuary. 1- I love you my pretty, I love you for a thousand reasons.You make me feel important and safe.In my confused and hard world,you listen to me in the early morning,you listen… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Poem
Around and around, we shall go.
Around and around, we shall go. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is chance and opportunity. Better to be kind and hope for a good ending.” Around and around, we shall go. Around and… Continue reading
The earth, the sky and the water. And a beautiful Ayla Nereo song.
The earth, the sky and the water. I found my Apache friend at the Fort Hood entrance. I brought him some fruit and some coffee. He saw the sadness in my face this… Continue reading
When the sun kisses the moon. An Ojibwa tale.
“You taste like sunshine just like you’ve been kissed by the morning light and I was the darkness dancing with the stars carelessly, breathlessly and our lips meet softly. color creeping in the… Continue reading
Travel, test life and be fearless. Remembering Hemingway.
Ernest Hemingway. When I was young. I wanted to be like Ernest Hemingway. He found peace in wars, tropical places and drinking. He left us with the legacy of loving the women and… Continue reading
Sway.
Sway. The Poet’s wish. Never sweet and never easy. A dancing beauty moved and swayed with the songs. Her hips moving slowly with the tempting words. The dancing damsel, she knows she was… Continue reading
The Lake Huron song.
The Lake Huron song. I told her. I apology sweet Julie. Somewhere in time, the flowing river of love was murdered. I do not blame no-one. I have accepted my place. I have… Continue reading
The sweetest gal.
The sweetest gal. I brought the most beautiful girl near me and I raised my glass to the sky in the dark tavern. I said aloud. “Drink to you, drink to me and… Continue reading
God is around us.
God A Poem by Coyote Poetry God is in our heart. In what we say and do. God is not found in the church. It is how we look at life and how we… Continue reading
The animal.
The prisoners may seem weak and controlled. Hope and memory allowed the energy to endure great pain. Sometime the table can be turned. Will the prisoner serve the same medicine or forgive? Revolution… Continue reading