Hands of stone
Hands of stone A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love make our hands of stone, soft and tender to the people we love and care for Hands of stone Life is hard. Gentleness… Continue reading
Hands of stone A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love make our hands of stone, soft and tender to the people we love and care for Hands of stone Life is hard. Gentleness… Continue reading
(lSource:aufzehengehen.deviantart.com(Thank you Tumblr)) Close your eye my love The consequences of finding you was to love and need you forever.My red hair muse, you drove me into madness and needed places of bliss… Continue reading
A woman, like you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Reading my poetry from 1993. Made me think of a good memory and good time. A woman. like you. Me and my sweet… Continue reading
War and terror must stop. Please. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Will take a miracle. 4 billion people saying we had enough of hate and violence. War and terror must stop “The God… Continue reading
Broken promises and forgotten places A Poem by Coyote Poetry A wise man accept responsibility for his actions. Broken promises and lost places I remembered we had dreams of being barefoot in… Continue reading
The kiss A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old age had taught me. Nothing sweeter than a kiss of love. The kiss The hot days of Summer days were upon us. Youth, wine, song… Continue reading
Like a whisper A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Like a whisper (This is the way the world ends. This is the way the world ends. This is the way the… Continue reading
Ravishing beauty dancing alone We will masquerade as many people. We will be hopeful and filled with dreams when youth is our advantage. We will strip to bare essentials and dance fearless and… Continue reading
Love demand payment The gentle lover whispered. Remember me and I will remember you. We are creatures of delight. Need torrent nights and warm morning kisses. She begin to shave my face. Her… Continue reading
Dandelion dreams A Poem by Coyote Poetry Spring days bring hope. Dandelion wishes The Spring days are alive. The dandelions are growing free and wild in the valley. The lovers hold the… Continue reading