I lift my eyes..
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 had tarnish… Continue reading
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The sea and the memories..
The sea and the memories.. The cold days of winter leave me longing and yearning for the hot days of summer. The winter days bring back the memory of our closure of our… Continue reading
Broken man prayer..
Broken man prayers A Poem by Coyote Poetry We pay for every sin my friend. Walk softly through life. Real and solid things come to us rarely.” … Continue reading
I will return my love..
( Death valley. Gun and bullets don’t care who they kill.) I will return my love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Two poems about life, war, peace and death. Remember what John Denver said. “War is… Continue reading
A love story..
A love story… You were going to be a dancer, a poet, going to save our world. I was content to be in the reflection of your eyes. I told you often dear… Continue reading
Jazzy Thursday. Sleepless nights..
Sleepless nights.. You and me, me and you. We love the Jazzy songs, slow dancing bare-ass for the midnight moon and making love till noon. You are my coffee mornings, my Lone Islands… Continue reading
The Chelsea hotel…
A Poem by Coyote Poetry I went to New York a few times. I stayed in the Park and wrote poetry in the day and drank in the dark taverns at night. I like… Continue reading
Poesy.. Dryden quotes.
Poesy A Poem by Coyote Poetry Thank you Dryden for your poetry. Gave me reason to write today.” Poesy.. (For Dryden) True Poets dodge the fake-ness of fame.They allow praise to fall from… Continue reading
Reflection.. Write, write and write some more.
Reflection.. Writers and Poets write reflections like a painter uses his gentle strokes to create permanent images of lingering memories. Writers and Poets write of the impression of perfect sunrises and of the… Continue reading
A Lady vow..
A Lady vow.. 1- A lady vow, maybe true, maybe a lie? Her pretty words are just promises to be broken. Her gift of a smile, her gift of a sweet kiss. Maybe… Continue reading