The empty jars.
The empty jars.. I watched her in the kitchen organizing the empty mason jars and empty bottles.She told me on a cold Winter morning,I store my dreams in the old mason jars.Each one… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Poet
Please remember who you are.
Please remember who you were.. I saw a old friend sitting alone in a Austin, Texas at the coffee shop. Her eyes looking down at the table and her coffee, hiding her sorrow.… Continue reading
The human touch.
The human touch. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The easiest gift to give is concern, time and to listen. In a world of fast pace and little time. We must slow down and show… Continue reading
Damn you my beautiful Kelly.
Damn you my beautiful Kelly.. He loved her so andhe yearned to look into her dark wild eyes.And he knew.She was a forbidden love,so damn close and so damn far away.He patiently waited… Continue reading
Soft as the clouds above me.
Soft as the clouds above me, I told her. (Soft as the clouds, she was my dear Sheena.) Once upon a miracle. I rested on the cloud of kindness, a blessing of dear… Continue reading
Beneath the willow tree.
1- You left me a unpaid debt, that must be kept. Once you promised me everything. Now you have besieged my heart and I am willing to love you, forever and a day.… Continue reading
Stay with me.
Stay with me A Poem by Coyote Poetry Rare times in a life we can find comfort with another. We need to hold on till the dream disappears. Stay with me… I sip my… Continue reading
You taught me what love was.
You taught me what love was.. I remember your small house, I remember sleeping on a cot and I remember you. I remember us eating three meals together daily and I remember your… Continue reading
A song of forever.
A song of forever… A song of forever, she didn’t want to sing. She had shun love and she wanted endless night, loud music and her colorful cotton dresses. She was my hippy… Continue reading
The fragrance of time.
The fragrance of time… We cannot stop time. Youth run away from us so quickly. We must have a Gypsy soul. We must know wonder-lust, we must kiss many pretty ladies and we… Continue reading