“The good path”
The good path A Poem by Coyote Poetry We learn with age. What we truly need. The good path Where do I go from here? I have made a thousand right and… Continue reading
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“The dance”
The dance A Poem by Coyote Poetry Dancing can take us to good places. yandex.comSource:(Thank you Tumblr) The dance We were once strangers . Each of us living in self made chaos.… Continue reading
You drove me to madness
You drove me to madness A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words rebloggedmistresseva-eroticaandmoreFollow(thank you TUMBLR) coyotepoet You drove me to madness I remember the Summer days spend with you, my love. Hots day… Continue reading
Halloween-Don’t look for things you don’t want to find.
Don’t look for things you don’t want to find. A Poem by Coyote Poetry When nonfiction feel like fiction. You have seen too much. Don’t look for things you don’t want to… Continue reading
A Halloween tale-When comes a stranger
When comes a stranger A Poem by Coyote Poetry Death comes when she desired. Death come when he desires. I was last year man. I had it all. Beautiful house and a… Continue reading
“Needing and bleeding”
Needing and bleeding A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love teaches us many things. Mainly hold on tight and be kind. Needing and bleeding I have lived and died in your arms. You… Continue reading
“Can you see me?”
Can you see me? A Poem by Coyote Poetry All of us need to feel needed and wanted. Can you see me? 1600 mile to Dallas, seemed like a million miles. I’m… Continue reading
“Secret love and hidden wants
Secret love and hidden wants Fiery eyes woman watched the Poet read his words at the Poetry reading at the Monterey coffee-house. Her sweet voice like sweet honey asked him as he sat with… Continue reading
Like father
Father’s eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry It is hard not to follow your Father’s footsteps. But we must sometimes. Father’s eyes and anger 7 April 2009 (Part one. Wiser and smarter… Continue reading
Real self
Real self A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Real self I poured the sweet wine into the wine glasses and I watched your dancing eyes wanting to be fearless and wild.… Continue reading