The lake song..
The lake song… I told her. I apology sweet Alison. Somewhere in time, the flowing river of love was murdered. I do not blame no-one. I have accepted my place. I have my… Continue reading
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The sweetest things..
The sweetest things.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is simple. Respect people. Religion should be private. Stay positive.” The sweetest thing… I have seen so many mysteries and seen so much beauty. I swam … Continue reading
Misty eyes..
Misty eyes.. You bathe me with your hazel eyes, your morning misty eyes. We have hot coffee, early morning, the sun rising from the east. I tell you, let’s slow down this day,… Continue reading
Blood in, blood out..
Blood in, Blood out.. Little boys and girls grow up and become men and women. They were raised watching war, violence and hate. What did we teach them? What did we leave behind… Continue reading
Let’s drink and pray for more..
Let’s drink and pray for more Wild child danced alone on Austin Dance floor,barely old enough to be in the dark taverns of Downtown Austin,her wild eyes searched for what she needed. I… Continue reading
Roses and lovers..
Roses and lovers.. “O my love, O my love. I said, Let me fall or stand, let me fall or stand, let me live or die, but this once hear me speak- O… Continue reading
What have I become?
What have I become? — The sea whispered to me. What have you done? The silence of the night, make the quiet mind know. No more, too late, farewell we shall go. Life… Continue reading
Her Gypsy heart..
Her Gypsy heart.. Her eyes, clear blue like the sea,her voice, gentle and sweet.She told me,open the locked doors, wide.We decide if our life and journey is,a prison or an adventure to discover… Continue reading
Time after time..
Time after time — The folly of time, we believe, some things shall last forever. We learn, time can be a thief, moved so damn fast. We learn too late, every words spoken,… Continue reading
She requested a poem. I gave her three..
1- A Summer day… The birds were singing near me. Lake St. Clair was alive and dancing for the children. The sun-kissed my face and I told the Goddess of the lake. Thank… Continue reading