The threads of life. Fate and destiny…
The threads of life. Fate and destiny A Poem by Coyote PoetryLife leave no guarantees. Must take chances. Like we are walking upon tender threads that easily break.” The threads of life. Fate… Continue reading
The threads of life. Fate and destiny A Poem by Coyote PoetryLife leave no guarantees. Must take chances. Like we are walking upon tender threads that easily break.” The threads of life. Fate… Continue reading
Please, promise me forever A Poem by Coyote PoetryPromises of love are endeared to our hearts. Please, promise me forever… Bashful and tender beauty rest with me on soft sheets of silk.Her eyes… Continue reading
(Johnnie in 1991 on the Iraq border) The Angels don’t cry for me. A Poem by Coyote PoetryA very old poem. I learn you can’t be forgiven. Just to live with the foolishness. The… Continue reading
My beautiful Daniela A Poem by Coyote PoetrySweet memories of youth. Written in 1978 My beautiful Daniela….. (Written when my heart and soul was alive and free to love without fear. Written in November… Continue reading
The cursed lullaby… Once love was so damn sweet, we had the long nights and the sweetest kisses. You were my Beatrice and I was your willing Dante. Willing to pay the price… Continue reading
If I could turn back time, I would….. I called beautiful Brigitte at 3 am and I awoke her up in Böblingen in the early Fall of 1981, Germany. She answered with a gentle and… Continue reading
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
Love had me learn madness A Poem by Coyote PoetryLove can teach us hell and heaven in the same kiss. Love had me learn madness…. -Break me- Please break me, make me bleed, show… Continue reading
Hemingway last dance A Poem by Coyote Poetry I need a year in Monterey. Hemingway last dance I returned Monterey in late May of 2016. I… Continue reading
Molly Malone said. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I need a year in London Molly Malone said. “Sweet mistress Malone” I… Continue reading