A new poem. Wildflowers
Wildflowers A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Wildflowers I have been laying in the cemetery of wars left and gone. Regret dead and buried. Knowing old sins cannot be forgiven. I don’t… Continue reading
Wildflowers A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Wildflowers I have been laying in the cemetery of wars left and gone. Regret dead and buried. Knowing old sins cannot be forgiven. I don’t… Continue reading
The dance A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words and photo coyotepoetrebloggedyosha (Thank you Tumblr) Follow The dance In the twilight of the day. You can dance to Lana Del Rey. You told… Continue reading
In your lap A Poem by Coyote Poetry The safety of love. No better place to be. sweetmissllxx(thank you Tumblr) In your lap If I lost you. I would become empty and… Continue reading
Ashtrays, whiskey and the pen I loved downtown Austin, Texas. No-one is a stranger. Just people seeking good booze, music and opportunity. I like the comfort of a cigarette, Jack Daniels and… Continue reading
Sunday lovers Me and you lost in cotton sheets. The sun sneaked into the room and you bring your body closer. You whispered. It is Sunday morning and we have no place… Continue reading
A thousand years A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love never die my friend. Just a place we must water and care for. A thousand years Where are you, my sweet lover? I searched for… 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
Bittersweet goodbye A Poem by Coyote Poetry Goodbyes are necessary. Need closure to all things. Bittersweet closure “I walk up to her house. I celebrated one year with this young woman. In… Continue reading
Please show me you love me A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Please show me you love me I was a bleeding man. Old wounds allowed to bleed to keep safe. The… Continue reading
I remember you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we must return to the beginning. To find the missing person in the mirror looking back. I remember you. The summer days were… Continue reading