The Coyote is dancing…
The Coyote is dancing Once, locked-up man knew the solace and the mercy of the kind lakes. Once, the free man danced with the stars and the moon. In the mist of the… Continue reading
The Coyote is dancing Once, locked-up man knew the solace and the mercy of the kind lakes. Once, the free man danced with the stars and the moon. In the mist of the… Continue reading
If it be your will I saw her sitting alone with a small child. Pretty auburn hair and hazel eyes. Soft tears were falling her eyes and I went to her. I… Continue reading
The Iron Mountain song. A Story by Coyote Poetry Just words. The Iron Mountain song I have finished my journey and I drove to Iron Mountain. Been 30 years since I saw… Continue reading
Bad, bad woman She was the finest lady at the Stray cat Inn. She was wearing her tight black dress showing off her strong legs and robust breasts. Her beautiful face was seeking… Continue reading
The Lazy days I love our lazy days, no place to go, no place to be. The barefoot days, the beach days. Where we walk the beach at 5 am, drink… Continue reading
The cursed lullaby Once our love was so damn sweet, we had the long nights and the sweetest kisses. You were my Agnes and I was your willing Hemingway. Willing to pay the… Continue reading
Empty spaces A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem of question. Empty spaces Once I was dancing,… Continue reading
Two guitars I hurt myself today. I wanted to bleed real blood and I called you and I told you my love. I have forgiven you and I haven’t forgotten you. If you… Continue reading
Two poems. One poem by a ancient writer and another by a almost ancient writer. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Thomas Nashe words are true today as 400 years ago. The world will struggle.… Continue reading
Trees BY JOYCE KILMER I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast; A tree that looks… Continue reading