You are in Paris and I am here.
You are in Paris and I’m hereA Poem by Coyote Poetry “Just words and thoughts. “ You are in Paris and I’m here. I hurt myself again today and I allowed you into my… Continue reading
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My siren.
My siren A Poem by Coyote Poetry “Sometimes we need beauty and mystery to keep our hope alive.” My Siren. The cold days of winter leave me longing and yearning for the hot days of… Continue reading
Why do we write story and poetry?
Why do we write story and poetry? A Poem by Coyote Poetry “Old wise saying. “Nothing good to say. Say nothing.” Poetry, my dear friends,is a sacred incarnation of a smile.Poetry is a sigh… Continue reading
Please read, read and read some more.
Write, write and write some more. A Poem by Coyote Poetry “Words are powerful. They create tears, laughter, happiness and sadness. Without the great word-men and word-women. What would we know and understand?” … Continue reading
The sea is near.
The sea is near “We poets in our youth begin with gladness; But thereoff in the end despondency and madness”- Wordsworth “Soldier, rest! thy warfare o’ver, Dream of fighting fields no more: sleep… Continue reading
Everyone is a river.
Everyone is a river A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem, for my book, The Island.” Everyone… Continue reading
The lost and found.
The lost and found A Poem by Coyote Poetry “When love is misplaced. Hard to find again.” The lost and found. I loved the Monterey nights. I would walk from Fort Ord, California… Continue reading
The storm.
The storm A Poem by Coyote Poetry “Sometimes we want what we shouldn’t have.” The storm. She had shrouded him with gentle embrace. She was his dream and want. He knew to refrain… Continue reading
A wish upon a star.
A wish upon a star. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Rewrote some older poetry. A wish upon a starA Poem by Coyote Poetry Old dreams never fade away. A wish upon a star… Every night before I… Continue reading
The song of love.
The Song of love. Drunkenness in a reckless love, knowing the true fragrant of love.The blackness of love, the whiteness of love.The dead love, the alive love.The desperate love and the forgotten love.… Continue reading