–Petite mort
Petite mort part two A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Petite mort She was a portrait of beauty. Her love was locked away, waiting for the perfect man and the gentle… Continue reading
Petite mort part two A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Petite mort She was a portrait of beauty. Her love was locked away, waiting for the perfect man and the gentle… Continue reading
Thankful I saw my face in the mirror at Chucky’s Cheese. I was surprised to see a old man looking back. I was fifty one years old. Holding my Grandson. His first birthday… Continue reading
The Purgatory Inn Part two A Poem by Coyote Poetry I needed a night at the Purgatory Inn. The Purgatory Inn part two On the wall of the Purgatory inn behind… Continue reading
You cross my mind in the midnight hours A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love is a wild dance. Leave us holding tightly. Hoping forever with the breaking dawn ready to end the perfect… Continue reading
We are just bones/flesh and blood waiting to be turn to dust. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Why do we live? I believe a wise person lived celebrating every new born day. … Continue reading
Hey, that is no way to say goodbye A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Hey, That isn’t no way to say goodbye You were my warm Spring day. The sun, the moon… Continue reading
Iodine A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Iodine For years I have swim in shit and I didn’t care. I dodged the longing, belonging and needy want of love. I learn love… Continue reading
The stranger and Poet song A Poem by Coyote Poetry Leonard Cohen song gave me reasons to write this morning. The stranger song Houses built on sand will sink. Love built on… Continue reading
Trying to lose your memory A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry written in 1992 Trying to lose your memory I tried to find peace and calm in the coffee houses of… Continue reading
IF I was the king of the forest. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and old dreams. If I was the King of the Forest. American Soldiers drinking with boisterous and… Continue reading