Secret love and hidden memory. I saw her face today. Made me wander back in time. Each of us hold our Beatrice’s near. The writer holds on to memories like a drunkard holds… Continue reading
wickedlittlesins(Thank you Tumblr for the photo) Little sin Your flowing black hair flowing in the gentle breezes making me wish to have you home nude and free. You are my little sin… Continue reading
Blood in, Blood out A Poem by Coyote Poetry A eye for a eye world. No-one can win. When hate and violence steal all the kindness and hope. What will be left my… Continue reading
Dreaming of Scotland A Poem by Coyote Poetry For a sweet woman. I won’t forget. Dreaming of Scotland She was as pretty as a picture. Fate had brought her to me at… Continue reading
Divine Nature A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need long walks into the deep forest. Nature can show us we are just part of a living system that need cooperation of all of… Continue reading
The songs of the seasons A Story by Coyote Poetry A Native American tale. The song of fall Warm days, cold nights. Create an restless passion. I can hear the whisper of the… Continue reading
In your eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can feel like kings or paupers when a woman bless you with love and kindness. In your eyes In your eyes. I’m everything,… Continue reading
The Chelsea hotel A Poem by Coyote Poetry I went to New York a few times. I stayed in the Park and wrote poetry in the day and drank in the dark taverns… Continue reading
Truth or dare A Poem by Coyote Poetry Take no chances. Have no adventures. Truth or dare Life, my friend. A odd game that no-one can win. I do like the game… Continue reading