“No shame in love”
No shame in love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love is everything. Everything is love. No shame in love (Received some motivation from Ben Jonson) I confessed to the lonely moon,… Continue reading
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Humble and kind
Humble and kind A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Humble and kind The old man sat by the St. Clair shore lake and he watched his grandchildren run and play. He had… 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.… Continue reading
Not reacting or accepting-We are part of the action
Not reacting or accepting- We are part of the action. –The Hollow Men Mistah Kurtz — he dead A penny for the Old Guy I We are the hollow men We are the stuffed men… Continue reading
Halie Loren and a poem.
Perhaps, perhaps my love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Perhaps, perhaps my love The night is long and the drink is cheap. The music is good and the design of the… Continue reading
“The raging water”
The raging water I see your bare skin laying alone and I’m writing though-out the night just words into the stream of the internet, forgetting the once powerful need for your body… Continue reading
Dance with me
paperimages Ron Hicks, Slow Dance coyotepoet I want to dance with you The night is long and the songs are good. You are looking so beautiful and your eyes are demanding my… Continue reading
“A thousand kisses deep”
A thousand kisses deep A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good song help create poetry. A 1989 rewrite. (A rewrite written in original form in 1989) A thousand kisses deep You told me in… Continue reading
For the sea-The Coastline
The Coastline A Poem by Coyote Poetry In 1991, I drove from Michigan to California. I wrote this poem the day I saw the Ocean. The Coastline I fell in love with her… Continue reading
Harvey and a Poem.
Bitter branches A Poem by Coyote Poetry J.B Harvey. Her poetic words made me want to write tonight. Bitter branches Old men are like ancient trees. Life will expand and multiply. They will… Continue reading